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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!"

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Chapter 33: Gentleness Above Crimson (Asking for Follow-up~ Asking for Support~)

Arthur naturally knew that carrying that puppet doll made his appearance weird, and even frightening.

After all, the doll itself was designed by Old Charlie to scare people.

Just looking at it alone was unsettling, let alone being carried out on a rainy day; Arthur wouldn't be surprised if it made children cry.

But faced with that beggar, how could Arthur not use his trump card?

In fact, if time had allowed, he would have ordered more puppet dolls and scarecrows to encircle the beggar with them.

Of course, the one in his arms was enough.

There's a use for having many, and a use for having few.

Therefore, Arthur felt sorry for those he scared, but he did not regret it.

However, the scene before him made Arthur puzzled—

The puppet doll could scare most people, but it absolutely did not include infants.

Especially infants only a few months old.

Infants this age have not fully developed their vision and are highly nearsighted; they can't clearly see their surroundings.