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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 · 游戏
分數不夠
240 Chs

Chapter 93 Bloodline!

"Bloodline!"

"Awaken the bloodline, become a noble!"

"The bloodline of nobles not only brings talent, but also protects nobles from 'disturbance'!"

The butler said word by word, his gaze turning to Fengter and Arthur.

Fengter was shocked, mumbling 'noble, noble' over and over, clearly the innocent rich kid had not expected nobility to hold such a meaning.

However, unlike Fengter, Arthur, who had come into contact with plenty of 'mysteries', had a similar guess in his mind even before the butler had spoken the answer.

Not just because mystical knowledge like Swift Bird Swordsmanship had been sealed away by the nobles.

But because—

If the world in front of him had a 'mystic side', then how did privileged nobles stand at the top of society?

Power!

Power far beyond the common 'mystic side'!

Only power could guarantee the privilege of nobility!

Only power could support the status of nobility!