They all call me Great Master-Chapter 333 - 330: The Shape of Survival!

Could it be related to that ’Spirit Medium’?

As this thought sprang from the bottom of Eli’s heart, it grew uncontrollably like wild grass—an instinctual image formed in this Scout’s mind of the ’Spirit Medium guiding Lost Souls to The Eternal Resting Land.’

The noise from that fireworks show was simply too great.

Anyone who wasn’t blind or deaf would know what had happened.

And those with well-informed sources knew even more about what happened afterward.

Being a Scout, Eli naturally counted as someone with well-informed sources.

Therefore, the first guess immediately followed—

The ’Bandage Swordsman’ in front of him couldn’t have just slipped out during that ’Spirit Medium guiding Lost Souls to The Eternal Resting Land,’ could he?

But immediately, a second guess closely pursued—

The ’Bandage Swordsman’ appeared amidst the ruins of the back alleys of Mule Street, his recent demeanor clearly one of searching, remembering something—probably related to the Sank family.

Conveniently, this ’Spirit Medium’ had solved the 20-year-old case of the murder of the Sank family.

Was there any connection between these two matters?

No!

There must be some connection between these two matters!

Eli hesitated for less than a second before becoming utterly certain.

Then, this Scout began to hesitate again.

This time, the hesitation was not about overturning his previous guesses.

It was about considering how to benefit from this situation.

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However, ultimately, until the ’Bandage Swordsman’ was gone, Eli said nothing, having a slight sense of gratitude towards the ’Bandage Swordsman.’

More so because...

He didn’t dare!

He truly didn’t dare!

Eli wasn’t some wildly brave guy.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to stay put upon facing the dangers of the Mystic Side, becoming a Scout for ’Count Bert.’

Without being sure of the ’Bandage Swordsman’s’ circumstances, Eli definitely wouldn’t take the risk—his becoming ’Count Bert’s’ Scout wasn’t about truly serving Lord Count.

It was simply because Lord Count offered a high enough price.

Loyalty?

It was nonexistent.

And even if it did exist, what did it matter compared to staying alive?

Alas!

Eli let out a sigh filled with all sorts of emotions.

He knew he might have just missed another opportunity.

However, as long as he was still alive, this Scout was content.

What’s more, the news of the ’Bandage Swordsman’ was sufficient for him to collect a hefty reward.

’One share for Count Bert.

Sell one share to the Cloak Society.

The Nobles of South Los would probably be very interested as well.

If this happens a few more times, maybe I can consider retiring early!’

With a slight calculation of his gains, this Scout immediately broke into a smile.

Afterward, the Scout turned and left straightaway.

But...

Just after leaving the back alleys of Mule Street, the Scout stopped in his tracks, hiding in the shadows on the side, his gaze returning to the debris behind him.

For a good ten minutes, after confirming there was no one around, the scout finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

"It seems I was overthinking it!

There can’t be that many schemes and tricks!"

As the scout spoke, he shook his trousers, and a pellet fell from his ’leg’, along with a bladder filled with red liquid falling out from his trouser leg.

This liquid, based on pig’s blood and mixed with some herbs, looked very much like human blood.

When trailing with two other scouts and having caught sight of the ’Bandage Swordsman’, Eli instantly envisioned several possible scenarios and made ample preparations—he knew all too well the character of their kind of scouts. His practice of playing all sides was already considered a model of integrity.

Most of them would double-cross and stab in the back at the first opportunity.

Eli had been stabbed in the abdomen by a so-called comrade during his first mission as a scout.

If his screams hadn’t attracted the attention of their target at that time, giving his so-called comrade a gunshot, he would have been dead long ago.

So, upon noticing the other two scouts, Eli deliberately gave up the scroll and arm crossbow he carried and instead drew his dagger.

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What he needed to do was to remove himself from the ’game’ first.

However, the Bandage Swordsman’s quick response was beyond his expectations.

But none of that mattered anymore.

What he wanted now was the bounty.

With such a thought at the bottom of his heart and greed surfacing on his face, Eli walked away briskly.

But a few minutes later, the scout sneaked back again.

The other party confirmed the surroundings once more.

Only after confirming that nothing had changed did the scout leave again.

And this time, Eli truly left.

In the shadows, Arthur observed the departing figure with a hint of appreciation in his eyes—a simple admiration from one cautious person to another.

Arthur hadn’t expected that just a ’small setup’ would encounter a scout as cautious and talented at acting as Eli.

But the appearance of Eli did not make Arthur anxious.

Arthur wasn’t worried that his little setup would fail.

On the contrary, Eli’s appearance made it clear to Arthur that the success rate of his scheme was even higher.

Because, Arthur believed that a cautious person like Eli would bring news that more people would trust—Eli’s behavior pattern destined the scout to have considerable reputation within his ’circle’.

Simply put, as long as he could deceive Eli!

Then...

Under the inertia of thinking, the reputation that the other party had built up over time would become a force that couldn’t be ignored!

As for how to deceive Eli?

It’s simple.

Just be more cautious and a better actor than Eli.

Fortunately, Arthur possessed all of these qualities.

Glancing back at the corpses of the two scouts in the ruins behind Mule Street, a trace of pity flashed in Arthur’s eyes. The ’Bandage Swordsman’ had successfully performed the ’Slash of Vanquishing Evil’, but it had scorched the Bandage Swordsman’s palm.

Of course, this certainly didn’t mean he was any sort of demon.

It also had nothing to do with the ’Bandage Swordsman’ or William.

It must be an issue with the Corpse Refinement Art itself.

’Who would have thought that the Corpse Refinement Art was evil? Then it should be even more appropriate for me, a young, upright, innocent, and kind Spirit Medium, to use it!

Let me, the user, spread love and justice across the world with you!’

Thinking this way, Arthur quickened his steps and returned to No. 2 Cork Street.

An hour after Arthur returned to No. 2 Cork Street, three pieces of news began to spread wildly—’Arthur Kredos can guide souls to The Eternal Resting Land’, ’Arthur Kredos was injured while guiding souls to The Eternal Resting Land’, and ’Arthur has released an Evil Spirit from The Eternal Resting Land’.

Arthur, who had Wuni keep an eye on Garcia, lightly rubbed Pendragon’s cat head, with a slight smile curling up the corners of his mouth—

’Next, it’s just the final piece!’