The reverence for the long-absent Old Lion plumted again.
Most notably, the Seven Major Families began actively cooperating with Jimte, Kalal, and Hayes.
Everyone had clear roles, and everyone started moving.
Quickly, the frawork for the Inner Bay's 'welcoming celebration' was set up.
This speed exceeded the expectations of the Inner Bay people.
"That guy! That guy is 'Blood Hand' Johnny!
How is he maintaining order?!"
A street-savvy civilian looked at the legendary figure in shock, managing public security like a rookie patrolman, and began to wonder if he was dreaming.
"'Blood Hand' Johnny is nothing.
'Old Man' Attmont has already started clearing the roads with people.
His Highness Arthur is truly an awe-inspiring presence!"
Comnted a civilian who appeared on the streets earlier and knew more.
"Hiss!"
The street-savvy civilian gasped sharply at the statent from the other civilian.
From this person's perspective, 'Blood Hand' Johnny was already a legendary figure, and 'Old Man' Attmont was even more of a legend among legends.
Could even be called legendary.
But now they're actually sweeping the streets?
This, this...
What has happened to this world?
Is His Highness Arthur really that terrifying?
Imdiately, deep reverence filled the street-savvy civilian's heart.
And when other ordinary civilians saw those feared gang mbers joining the public security and street cleaning teams, they felt an unusual yet comforting sense of safety amidst the oddity.
The hearts that had been tense since yesterday due to the 'riot' finally settled down.
"Thank you, His Highness Arthur!"
Many people shouted.
"Thank you, His Highness Arthur!"
Imdiately, soone echoed.
Fear dissipated.
Smiles blossod.
And when drinks and food were brought up, it was t with cheers.
At this mont, the previously silent and lifeless Inner Bay ca to life fully, exceeding everyone's expectations.
"No wonder he's able to see through my presence."
Comnted Yekaterina Otto von West Berlin, who had only t Arthur once.
Just monts ago, she was estimating that even with Arthur's capabilities, it would take a week or even two to revive the entire Inner Bay.
After all, she had just seen that the fear rooted in the hearts of the civilians had long taken hold.
It had even affected the overall operations of the Inner Bay.
Without the erosion of ti to remove such fear, the Inner Bay would co to a halt.
Facing such a situation, the lady instinctively thought about what she would do if it were her.
Almost imdiately, the lady also considered a celebration.
Using the joy of a celebration to dispel fear and hide reality seed the perfect strategy.
However, the lady did not expect it to be so effective at once.
This thod of using gang figures to calm people's hearts opened the lady's eyes.
Suddenly, a thought appeared in the lady's mind —
The correct use of gang figures!
Next to her, Lady Windsor glanced at the suddenly excited eldest daughter of West Berlin, then turned her gaze toward the Pirate Ship at the dock.
Just now, her Highness accepted the Pirate General's invitation.
Though she knew with her Highness's strength, he was sure to be safe, yet still, there was a tinge of worry.
And what the lady didn't know was that Arthur, who boarded the ship, needed no one's concern.
Or rather...
At this mont, there was no safer place than on this ship.
Because—
Two of Arthur's long-unseen family mbers were right beside him.
The hatch had just closed.
As the anti-peeping force field activated, Drake imdiately placed his hand on Arthur's shoulder, loudly calling out teasingly.
"Look who it is?
Who's back!
It's my nephew, Arthur Kredos!"
Unmasked, Cassandra stood to the side, watching her brother ruffle Arthur's hair, seeing Arthur's helpless expression, and when she noticed Arthur's helplessness, her brother ruffled even more vigorously, unconsciously, a smile appeared on her lips.
Soon after, her eyes reddened.
She thought she'd never witness this scene in her lifeti.
Now she sees it?
Cassandra cherished it all the more.
She touched the scepter unique to her.
Feeling the imposing and unique power within, the smile in her eyes grew—this scepter was what she specially sought to bring Arthur back.
Now that Arthur was back, this scepter's purpose remained significant.
After all, their family still had enemies.
Thinking of this, a chill flashed in Lady Cassandra's eyes.
And at this mont—
"Aunt, don't you welco back?"
Cassandra looked up, Arthur showed the youthful and innocent smile unique to young people.
Without hesitation, the words slipped out.
"Welco ho."
This scene made Drake laugh even louder.
Why was he so determined to find that treasure?
Wasn't it for this mont?
Now, he felt it.
Felt it once again.
Drake tilted his head up, steadying his warm eyes, not letting any tears spill out.
"Yes, yes, thank you both for everything you've done.
However, now that I'm back, naturally, it is up to to end everything—I talked to Grandpa before, and he agreed.
So, my uncle and aunt, you may rest for a while now."
Arthur finished speaking, giving the two no chance to oppose, as he pulled out the communication crystal.
"Let introduce you to a lady.
She is the love of my life."
Arthur's words silenced what Drake and Cassandra were about to say.
Of course, they knew who Arthur was talking about.
Marinda.
They knew very well about this lady.
Even, during certain 'processes', they quarreled with each other.
Both Drake and Cassandra had similar experiences.
Therefore, when they saw Marinda appear through the smoke ring, these two mbers of the Kledos Family felt a tinge of complexity in their hearts.
However, they both concealed it very well.
Arthur saw through their concealnt but didn't say much.
With Old Charlie's explanation, Arthur could guess what these two family mbers had gone through.
Most likely sothing similar to 'reincarnation'.
Much like Old Charlie.
Trying to correct it ti and again, trying to bring him back each ti.
But probably failing ti and again.
He had never experienced that kind of despair.
But he knew he should be grateful.
Because, other than family, who else would do that?
However...
After drinking three bowls of soup, Arthur's 'emotions' were difficult to handle.
He only felt that Drake and Cassandra were good people, but lacked that familial closeness.
'As I thought, I'm just a callous person.'
Arthur mocked himself.
He could be honest with Old Charlie.
Because Old Charlie knew more.
But when facing Drake and Cassandra, he needed to be more skillful.
So, Marinda appeared.
Arthur raised his hand and held Marinda's hand, feeling a bit cold, with a slight sweat in the palm.
Obviously, this unique lady was a bit nervous at this mont too.
Imdiately, Arthur smiled, introducing the parties —
"Marinda, this is my aunt, uncle."
"Aunt, uncle, this is Marinda."
After mutual greetings, Drake imdiately looked at Arthur indignantly.
"Why am I listed after Cassandra?
Clearly, I'm her elder brother!
I should be first!"
"Well, but I always felt closer to Aunt."
"What?!
How could it be!
Arthur, didn't you forget I took you to the club six tis?
Those three blonde beauties asked about you many tis... um!"
As Drake spoke, his voice grew softer, and finally, it stopped abruptly.
Cassandra eyed her brother and nephew disapprovingly.
Marinda's eyes showed curiosity.
She didn't know Arthur had such a past.
"I need to attend the celebration!"
Arthur said, turning to leave.
"I need to too..."
"You co back here!"
Drake wanted to follow but was directly pulled back by Lady Cassandra, and also, received a hard kick to his shin from his sister.
"Didn't you swear you only took Arthur once?
Why was it six tis?
And what's with those three blonde beauties?"
Before the cabin closed, Arthur clearly heard these.
He swore he had no mory of that.
However, these were just trivial matters.
After all, he wasn't the one getting in trouble.
Just as Arthur was feeling lucky, Marinda stepped forward with a smile, smoothing her short golden hair, and softly asked—
"Blonde?
Three?"
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