Sapir looked at his angry sister and couldn't help scratching his head—his tall stature and strong body made him more accustod to solving problems with brute force. His brain wasn't fond of thinking, especially when Didian was around; he habitually gave up on thinking.
In Sapir's view, as long as his sister was there, she could do the thinking.
As for him?
Whover his sister told him to fight, he would fight.
So, at this mont, Sapir wasn't a tiny bit angry.
The breathing thod was very precious.
But he believed his sister was right.
Didian turned her head, looked at her simple-minded brother, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Whose people are we now?"
"The Black Cat Faction of the Kledos Family."
Sapir said straightforwardly.
"And that old man just now?"
"He was from Inner Bay."
Sapir replied.
Then, he blinked.
The clarity in his eyes made Didian cover her forehead.
This lady had to explain in more detail—
"No matter how good the enemy's things are, they belong to the enemy.
If you accept a gift from the enemy, how will you continue to stay in South Los as part of the Black Cat Faction?"
Sapir was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.
"Damn bastard!
I'm going to smash him!"
Didian quickly embraced her irritable brother, the helplessness in her eyes grew more.
"Even if they're the enemy, don't easily start a conflict.
Because our status doesn't warrant it.
Also…
We need to consider our mother."
Didian pointed to the kitchen in the backyard; their mother was already awake, moving a bundle of firewood into the kitchen. In the morning light, the hunched figure of the elderly woman cast a short shadow. Sensing sothing, the old woman raised her head and saw Didian and Sapir standing by the window. Instantly, her wrinkled face broke into a smile.
"Co quickly for breakfast.
I've made at porridge and pies."
The old woman called softly to her daughter and son.
"Coming, mother."
Didian responded imdiately.
And Sapir was ready to push open the window and jump down, but Didian grabbed him by the collar.
"Do you want to scare mother?
Use the stairs."
Didian lowly reprimanded.
"Oh, oh."
Sapir nodded repeatedly.
"Also, rember what I just said."
Walking side by side, Didian asked once more.
"Hmm."
Sapir nodded again, as the shadows in the corridor intertwined, a grave expression appeared on the big man's face for a mont, but when the light reappeared, he smiled simply again and walked briskly towards their mother, grabbing the firewood from her hand, exclaiming.
"Slls so good!
I want three bowls!"
The old woman smiled as she walked into the kitchen to serve porridge for her son.
For the old woman, today was no different from any other day.
Her daughter was wise, her son was healthy.
She felt happy.
Didian watched her brother, who squatted beside their mother yet was still a head taller, showing a carefree smile, and couldn't help but sigh again.
'I hope everything will be fine.'
The lady looked towards the inn's entrance.
Outside the door, blocked by the building, the South Los Family's carriage was already waiting.
The female Swordmaster, standing at a height of two ters and a half, was at one side of the carriage, and as the 'Old Lion' erged, she imdiately saluted in the noble's manner—
"Guest from Inner Bay, welco to South Los."
"Thank you for your welco."
The 'Old Lion' responded with a cheerful smile.
Then he boarded the carriage.
And at the mont the carriage was about to depart, Swordsmanship Master Julie couldn't help but glance into the shadows on one side—there, a figure even taller than her stood.
The massive body seed to blend in with the shadows.
Not just during movent, it was silent.
Moreover, very agile.
War Elephant!
A cold glint appeared in Swordsmanship Master Julie's eyes.
This ti, it wasn't just a war between the South Los Family and the Inner Bay Golden Lion Family.
But also—
The Battle of Garden Island!
To be precise, the aftermath to eliminate traitors!
The 'War Elephant' within the shadows sensed Julie's gaze.
Imdiately, the 'Old Lion's personal guard revealed a smile within the shadow.
The stark white teeth were particularly conspicuous in the shadows.
Then, the War Elephant raised his right thumb and slowly drew it across his neck.
Facing such blatant provocation, Swordsmanship Master Julie didn't look again.
She really wanted to eliminate the 'War Elephant' right now.
But she still rembered her task.
Escorting the 'Old Lion' onto the wharf, a ship awaited the 'Old Lion' there.
Afterwards?
Leaving Xisis Port.
That is the true battlefield.
Rumble, rumble.
Wheels grinding against the ground, the 'Old Lion' closed his eyes, seemingly resting, but in reality receiving one ssage after another—
"Has the 'Inner Bay' completely fallen?
Arthur, what a splendid job.
If only you were my real grandson."
The 'Old Lion' sighed in his heart.
Since he beca himself, he needed a qualified successor, a necessary step after becoming human, and the key to further promotion.
Otherwise, he would be incomplete.
But there was no rush.
He still had plenty of ti.
He could cultivate the perfect successor.
As for the original three sons?
They were all experints.
From the current perspective, they all failed.
But it wasn't all in vain.
At least, he gained enough experience.
When he had new children, he could use his ample experience to nurture the next generation.
"Your Highness, the woman at the inn just burned the notes you left behind."
The faint voice in his ear belonged to one of the 'Golden Bearded Advisors'.
This ti, for his goal, he brought all those he deed worthy.
When the other 'Golden Bearded Advisors' retired or t unexpected deaths, this advisor, responsible for the Hidden Guard, remained as the sole survivor.
"Oh?
Arthur's subordinate is even smarter than expected."
The 'Old Lion' sighed.
He always wished to end battles more effortlessly, but each ti it wasn't so easy, after all, not all his opponents were fools like Baro.
Not only cunning but also ruthless.
"No matter how clever, they're still within your calculations. Soon, I'll have people, under the guise of 'fighting over' your notes, wipe out that place.
Hopefully, Lord Arthur can accept this reality."
The last 'Golden Bearded Advisor' said thus.
"Mm, you just go and do it.
As for Arthur...
I will persuade him."
The 'Golden Lion' spoke.
The 'Old Lion' didn't object to Arthur claiming to be a mber of the Golden Lion Family, viewing it rely as the contingency left behind by Severus Hamlet.
But Severus Hamlet is dead.
What does a descendent of Severus count for?
One must know, he is no longer the sa as back then.
Back then, he carried a trace of luck.
And after becoming himself?
Only strength remains.
He will crush them with power, fair and square.
Just like at this mont—
The carriage ca to a steady stop.
The 'Old Lion', not waiting for Swordsmanship Master Julie, opened the car door himself and stepped down.
This Master of Inner Bay looked at the distant, docked ship.
Seeing the Earl of South Los standing at the bow, a smile appeared on the 'Old Lion's' face.
Just with a leap, this Master of Inner Bay laughed heartily as he jumped onto the ship—
"My long-awaited opponent, let … huh??"
The laughter was replaced by an incredulous query.
Because…
The 'Old Lion' saw the stool under the Countess's feet.
On the wharf, using the railings for cover, the Countess stood on a stool, appearing bold and tall.
But once aboard, it was all seen through at a glance.
The situation was sothing the 'Old Lion' never expected.
The words he prepared completely evaporated, his rhythm thoroughly disrupted.
"Welco."
The Countess of South Los remained utterly calm.
Looking at the opponent before her, the hesitance and anxiety within the Countess vanished, leaving only absolute confidence.
Even now, she hasn't received the 'ssage' from that bastard Arthur.
But it no longer mattered.
"Battle!"
With a shout of battle, electric light surged across the Countess's body, and she flew into the nearshore sky like a teor.
"Good!"
The 'Old Lion' looked to the sky, laughing in reply, taking a step forward.
Roar!
Lions roared in succession, kingly majesty.
In the next mont, a glowing golden lion rushed into the sky.
But suddenly—
Boom!
A clap of thunder, a massive lightning bolt struck down as if divine punishnt.
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