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They all call me Great Master

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— "Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

Rusty Dragon · Game
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251 Chs

Chapter 138: Overthinking!

Arthur looked at his confident partner, his feelings quite complex.

In the end, a myriad of thoughts converged into a single sigh—

You are quite good, aren't you?

"Not a Lost Soul,"

Arthur said with certainty.

Then, he walked from where the carriage was parked towards the direction of Spring Water Square, bending down to touch the still moist soil.

Cold.

A coldness not belonging to this season.

Immediately, Arthur understood.

He continued to bend and search.

About a few minutes later, he raised his hand to signal Malz.

"Is this...ice?!"

Following the direction Arthur was pointing at, Malz saw some tiny, still-melting crystals and was utterly stunned.

Subsequently, the police chief glanced at the carriage and then towards the direction of Spring Water Square, and blurted out,"

"Paving the way with ice!

Such a cunning fellow!"

The patrol officers exchanged glances, their faces filled with surprise.

Before this, they had not thought of paving the way with ice.