Lion Palace, deep inside.
An area unknown to people.
Thud, thud, thud!
Amid incredibly heavy footsteps, shadows shuttle within.
Every one of them is dressed in rags, their faces are withered, and their bodies are emaciated.
Yet, each one carries hundreds of pounds of ore walking in this tunnel, their eyes being lifeless and dull, even if rats crawl over their bodies, they do not care.
Even when rats gnaw at them, they remain indifferent.
Only—
Squeak, squeak!
Several rats gnawed through one of the miner's abdon, broke his spine, and after the miner fell to the ground, a shadow ca forward.
A deep blue radiance enveloped the miner and several rats.
Inhaling, the rats' blood, flesh, and bones lted, filled into the miner's blood, flesh, and bones, enabling him to continue working.
The figure picked up the miner's lamp, humming a tune from earlier years, continued checking.
He was extrely tall, his physique was frail, limbs were exceedingly long, face was extrely narrow, and as he walked, he swayed his head like a magnified version of a stick insect.
While walking, he scattered bread from his basket all around.
These breadcrumbs would attract more rats to appear.
And as long as there were endless rats to replenish flesh and blood, his workers were the best laborers.
Unknowingly tired, fearless of life and death.
With just an order from him, they would work desperately.
Precisely because of this, he was appointed by His Highness to full responsibility for the gold mine.
And because of this, he beca one of His Highness's 'Lion Group'.
Moreover, he was the one most feared by people.
"chanism Master?"
"Quite a decent title."
Kid muttered to himself.
Then, the tune Kid humd from his mouth beca louder.
And increasingly unpleasant.
Causing the returning shadow to voice dissatisfaction—
"Kid, shut up."
The other said, while tossing Old Lion's second son's corpse in front of the 'chanism Master', directly asking: "Can you still revive him?"
Looking at Dieudonne's body on the ground, the 'chanism Master' was clicking his tongue in admiration upon hearing his colleague's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"I'm the 'chanism Master'!
Not the 'Miracle Master'!"
Saying this, the 'chanism Master' started to dig out tal ores and herbal plants from his basket, filling them into Dieudonne's corpse.
Next?
Naturally, more rats, the 'chanism Master' humd lightly, reaching under the basket.
There, a square cage held a robust rat.
Ignoring the rat's gnawing, the 'chanism Master' implanted it into Dieudonne's chest cavity, a deep blue glow emanating from his hand.
Monts later, Dieudonne's corpse began to move freely.
"Not bad! Not bad!
With two more refinents, it could beco a fine guardian.
The corpse of an Entrant, truly delightful.
If it were an Ascend Steper's, I dare not imagine what it'd be like."
Without a doubt, the 'chanism Master' felt satisfied.
To His Highness's second son, this 'Lion Group' mber held no respect.
Or rather, those aware in the 'Lion Group' understood His Highness's true attitude towards his sons.
Optional.
No genuine sense of kinship.
rely a nominal father-son relationship.
Precisely why the 'chanism Master' dared to do this.
From the basket, he pulled out a cannon and shoved it into Dieudonne's neck, barrel in, muzzle out.
Glyphic Language-ford Secret Technique runes appeared around the neck, flickering alongside the deep blue glow, the 'chanism Master' nodded with a grin.
"For now, this is sufficient."
Finishing his statent, the 'chanism Master' looked at his colleague.
His colleague, naturally, knew he wasn't a 'Miracle Master'.
Yet, his colleague still brought Dieudonne's corpse back, knowing his interest in strong corpses.
To put it simply, this was a transaction—
"Speak, what do you need help with.
However, overly demanding conditions, I won't agree."
'chanism Master' said this.
"The person I've been waiting for has appeared.
He issued a challenge.
And I?
Plan to accept the battle."
The silhouette spoke like this.
"The person you're waiting for?
'Master of Bloodflow'!"
The 'chanism Master' instantly guessed who that person was, decades of colleagues had long familiarized them with each other.
But imdiately, the 'chanism Master' stepped back.
Ding!
At the instant of the 'chanism Master' stepping back, a tallic spike rose from the ground.
To this, the 'chanism Master' rolled his eyes, yet didn't get angry.
Because, he knew if his colleague truly wanted an attack, it wouldn't be so conspicuous.
But imdiately, the 'chanism Master' roared angrily.
As the tallic spike continued rising, five or six rat corpses were impaled.
"Damn it! Bastard!
My little darlings!
Do you even realize how much effort I put into raising them!"
'chanism Master' scread, but the silhouette was unmoved.
Like all assassins.
'Blood Shadow's Thorn' wasn't a talkative person.
In fact, many believed 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' was mute.
Thus, 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' stood out as the era's greatest assassin—most people believed so, hence, when the last generation's 'Master of Bloodflow' passed the title to an obscure young man, everyone was astonished.
After all, compared to the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' who assassinated the 'West Coast Alliance's Commander', that young person was much too unfamiliar.
So unfamiliar that nobody recognized him.
Moreover, soon after, that young man vanished.
Many said 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' killed him.
But only 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' knew he hadn't found him at all.
Even after exhausting great effort, the person vanished into thin air as if never existed.
This ti, though, upon the person's appearance, he naturally wouldn't let it slip.
Hence, 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' calmly looked at the 'chanism Master'.
"Go!
Go find the person you're waiting for!
As for here?
I'm here!"
'chanism Master' waved his hand.
'Blood Shadow's Thorn' imdiately disappeared.
'chanism Master' listened for a mont.
After confirming 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' had vanished, he spoke again—
"Tsk!
What a fool!
If you hadn't left, I'd have to devise a way to get you out—otherwise, I dare not approach that place.
If discovered by you, I wouldn't get a share."
Saying such words, the 'chanism Master' swayed his head while inspecting his miners to the utmost.
As for Inner Bay's current chaos?
The 'chanism Master' did not care.
All was within His Highness's expectations.
And he?
While guarding the gold mine, he incidentally sought a benefit for himself—
The treasure of the Pirate King from the Legend of the Silver Age.
Thinking of this, the 'chanism Master' chuckled.
anwhile, Arthur and Marinda, just arriving at 'Storm Inn', encountered Mr. and Mrs. Smith registering in the hall.
Both sides looked at each other, exchanged greetings with impeccable decorum—
"Good morning."
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