I've figured it out!
Lady Windsor finally figured it out!
The back of Kalal as he simply left Ainhars Territory, she finally got it!
If he were to side with...
No, that's not right!
It was after Kalal swore an oath to the lord, and the lord accepted it, that there really was nothing left to hang onto in Ainhars. Or rather, Ainhars would eventually be hers.
In fact, that's exactly what happened!
Now, isn't Kalal the only remaining heir to Ainhars Territory?
Is this outco a coincidence?
Or...
Had the lord anticipated this all along?
If it's the latter, then that is... unimaginable!
Lady Windsor's mind churned for a mont.
So many thoughts flooded the lady's mind.
Even for a split second, she thought everything that happened in Ainhars Territory was orchestrated by Arthur.
However, she imdiately cast that thought from her mind.
Impossible!
Neither 'Devourer' Imola nor 'Blood Drinker' Haibo could be directed by a human, let alone getting involved personally.
For the forr, the lady wasn't sure.
But the latter?
The elaborate plans were enough to show that the other party did not want to die.
So, it all had to be coincidental!
Thinking this, the lady subconsciously looked towards Arthur who was sitting there—Arthur's white shirt in the high-backed chair glistened under the candlelight, especially his calm and indifferent face, as if everything was under control, nothing could escape those profound eyes.
And then...
Arthur looked down at Pendragon, who had jumped onto his lap, found a comfortable position, curled up, and let out a yawn.
The Southern Lost Spirit dium couldn't help but smile and quickly lifted her hand.
The next mont, the Spirit dium's right index finger had poked into Pendragon's mouth.
This wasn't the first ti.
But Pendragon's cat face was still shocked.
The naive little cat thought that when Arthur did this last ti, it was already outrageous, already the bottom line.
But this ti!
Arthur had actually crossed the line!
"ow ow ow!"
Pendragon protested strongly.
While protesting, he also stuck out his tongue as if he had tasted sothing dirty.
"Pendragon, that's very rude.
You know, you lick your own butt.
Is my finger dirtier than your butt?" asked Arthur, looking seriously at his little cat, with a grave expression.
Pendragon, who was sticking his tongue out, paused, and the entire cat froze.
Pendragon had never thought about this question.
After all, it's instinctive, and without soone raising the issue, Pendragon didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
But once soone did bring it up.
Especially since it was Arthur.
Imdiately, a strong sense of sha overwheld him.
Of course, he was mostly at a loss.
However, how could the cat of the Southern Lost Spirit dium be just any ordinary cat?
Pendragon jumped off Arthur's legs, landing steadily on the carpet, and strutted out with feline grace, as if nothing had happened.
Arthur watched the scene, his smile growing even brighter.
Thick-skinned, in this era, is not a drawback.
On the contrary, it's a rare advantage.
Especially since he was about to approach Inner Bay, Arthur didn't know what might happen in the end, and he was worried he might not be able to take care of Pendragon.
So, he needed to teach Pendragon the true aning of survival skills.
But Arthur soon realized that he had been overthinking it.
A shaless little kitty, after all, did not need his guidance.
"Indeed, a cat I raised."
Arthur marveled to himself.
At the sa ti, he pondered whether to have "Ms. Anna" hurry over as well—plans never change as quickly as they do, and he had not expected so many things to happen before he truly arrived at Inner Bay. Though there were dangers, there were also opportunities.
And him?
He had gained enough benefits and fa from the situation.
Especially the latter, which gave rise to so ideas within Arthur's heart.
For example: the Na of Calamity.
For example: the title of Monster.
He wanted to leverage such reputation to, like a snowball, gain more XP while simultaneously misleading so characters into firmly believing that his exceptional "showing off" was all for clearing his mother's na.
A son, making the whole world aware of his efforts to vindicate his mother, would certainly be seen as justified.
And by doing so, if utilized properly, he could gain even more in Inner Bay, perhaps far beyond imagination.
Staying in Lion Palace was not an impossibility.
Of course, taking this path would greatly increase the danger as well.
But where in the world could one benefit without taking risks?
If such a scenario did happen, it surely would be the greatest danger of all.
Pies don't fall from the sky, only traps do.
Thinking this, Arthur couldn't help but smile.
That smile...
Was full of confidence and assurance of victory.
Lady Windsor, who was secretly observing Arthur, naturally noticed that smile, and in fact, she was sowhat confused at the beginning.
She did not understand why an otherwise composed Arthur would do sothing so childish.
But, when that smile suddenly appeared, Lady Windsor began to understand a little.
An extraordinary person does extraordinary things.
And it is such individuals who are favoured by destiny...
Favoured!
Yes, the favour of destiny!
Upon confirming that everything was coincidental, Lady Windsor thought of "destiny."
Only these reasons could explain all the coincidences that had happened to Arthur since his arrival in Ainhars Territory.
And following a person favoured by destiny is definitely not a bad thing.
In fact, it could turn out to be a trendous opportunity.
After all, being close to soone favoured by destiny, she might be looked upon favourably by destiny as well, right?
Thinking this, Lady Windsor quickened her actions.
Ten Gold Coins were divided into two piles, five in each, and then, the ssenger Stone was placed on top—ssenger Stones also needed to be recharged.
And, of course, the best recharge ca from Gold Coins.
However, such an expensive thod of recharging also ant that ssenger Stones could not be used by the general populace.
The ssenger Stone flashed, consuming the Gold Coins rapidly.
They didn't disappear completely but turned into a black powder that looked like soil and a bit like incense ash.
Seated in the high-backed chair, Arthur quietly waited.
The young Southern Lost Spirit dium, of course, noticed the change in Lady Windsor's expression just now.
In response, Arthur shrugged his shoulders.
He chose to accept it tacitly.
Facing such a favorable situation, Arthur would definitely not offer any explanations.
When the ssenger Stone finally lit up, Kalal's voice ca through directly.
"Windsor?"
There was a full asure of probing and uncertainty in his voice.
"It's ."
Lady Windsor responded, and then she replied in an even more resolute tone of voice—
"I have sworn my oath of allegiance to the lord.
In the manner of the 'Lionheart Ceremony'!"
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