They all call me Great Master-Chapter 441 438: It has made all the preparations to welcome its master!

Arthur looked at the people in front of Baron Kemir's manor.

Some he recognized.

Others he did not.

Little Lisop was one of his own, Fengter was somewhat one of his own too, but who was that obsequious, greasy-faced fat man next to them?

"That's Brule.

He initially made his fortune by fishing.

Then, he quickly took a large share of the overseas transport market after the collapse of Coste Commerce and Emmond Commerce.

Lately, when the Bernice family was preparing to move against him, we brought down the Bernice family, and this fellow gained a bit more from the situation.

Now, many in South Los believe him to be the best businessman after me."

Marinda, standing beside Arthur, introduced this recently renowned businessman of South Los with a tone that carried a hint of disdain and ninety-nine parts anticipation.

It was the feeling of watching a meat pig fattening up.

"The Cold Winter Festival is coming up soon!"

Arthur said softly.

Cold Winter is the coldest day in South County.

All over South County, there would be a holiday starting three days before this day until the seventh day after, when normal activities would resume.

It was considered the longest holiday for most people in South County.

During this period, everyone stayed indoors.

However, South Los was slightly warmer. Apart from being well-stocked with food, some people would still choose to gather or visit relatives and friends.

The most popular food during this time was naturally meat.

Pork constituted a significant portion.

Therefore, a large number of pigs were slaughtered before Cold Winter.

Such pigs, plump and well-fattened, were jokingly called 'Year Pigs' by the people of South Los.

"No rush!

My reputation is loud enough, and with the recent inheritance of my title, I've already been in the spotlight—while I've made all sorts of preparations, I'd gladly welcome someone to distract the public's attention a bit.

Of course, when it's time to butcher the pig, I'll call you to share the meat!"

Marinda said, her lips curving around her smoking pipe.

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Sitting across from her, Arthur gave a thumbs up.

Look, this is Marinda.

Most of the time, she's the best partner.

As for the 'pig' targeted by Marinda?

As Marinda's partner, Arthur felt it was only right for him to contribute; otherwise, he would feel awkward when it was time to divide the meat.

So—

"Isn't one pig a bit too few?

If he is plump enough, naturally, he will attract some hungry wolves.

It's normal for a group of wolves and one pig to fight and both get hurt.

And us?

Taking advantage of the situation to devour them is also normal.

Of course, we mustn't eat them all, we have to leave some behind to feed a new pig and attract new wolves—South Los is vast, and some overseas islands are wealthy enough."

Arthur said so.

Marinda blinked, her blue eyes sparkling with more laughter.

Look, this is Arthur.

Most of the time, he's the best partner.

She doesn't need to say much or explain anything, and he knows how to cooperate.

"Of course."

Marinda nodded.

Then, the two exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.

They both tacitly avoided discussing why not to 'eliminate them completely'.

It was not that they weren't greedy enough.

It was that the lord of South Los did not permit it.

"When will I be able to really go all out!

I'm truly exhausted now!"

Marinda expressed such a sigh.

"When you can go all out, you'll just lament again—how it used to be good, and now it's simply too difficult."

Arthur spoke softly. As Marinda looked on in confusion, the young 'Spirit Medium' recited the words that had been prepared long ago—

"Only when you stand at a sufficient height and have acquired everything you once dreamed of will you realize that the us of back then was the best version of us. Even if the raging rivers we saw at the time now look like mere creeks, and the towering mountains look just like small mounds.

At every stage, we are entitled to say we're tired.

Because...

Back then, we were standing in the fog, equally lost."

Arthur said and looked at Marinda.

The lady appeared bewildered.

Because she didn't know why Arthur was telling her all this.

Wasn't it just a casual remark?

"I say this to tell you that it's wrong to criticize your present self with the eyes of the future.

I also want to tell you...

you have me by your side!"

Arthur explained.

Immediately, a touch of emotion appeared on Marinda's face.

Arthur grasped this moment, pushed open the carriage door, jumped down from the carriage, letting everyone at the manor entrance see Marinda at this moment and hear Arthur's words—

"My dear, we have arrived."

A gentle epithet.

A shy expression.

This was the scene everyone at the manor entrance witnessed.

Even though some still harbored doubts about the 'Lady of the Eternal Night' truly being sincere, the scene before their eyes made them involuntarily furrow their brows in confusion.

They wondered if they had guessed wrong.

Without showing any emotion, Arthur surveyed the surroundings and nodded secretly to himself.

If it weren't for avoiding unnecessary troubles and for setting the stage for later, he wouldn't have needed to go through such lengths.

He had not only to prepare himself but also adjust the emotions of his business partners.

Was it easy for him?

In an instant, Marinda understood Arthur's intentions.

Although grateful at heart, she was also a bit annoyed.

Was her acting not good enough?

Would it have killed him to give her a heads up?

Immediately, gratitude and annoyance merged into a gaze of coquettish reproach directed at Arthur.

Her deep blue eyes, almost as if they could speak, conveyed that slight dissatisfaction, but what caught more attention was the gratitude.

Everyone saw this glimpse of gratitude, but no one perceived it as such.

Everyone thought it was love.

Under the morning sun, the young lad stretched out his arm, helping his beloved girl step down from the carriage. The girl's love for the young man was clear, but upon noticing the spectators around, she remained shy, irritated, yet unable to say something harsh to the young man, leaving only a gaze full of coquettish reproach.

Every person watching Arthur and Marinda thought the same.

Including Little Lisop and Fengter.

'Is this 'mother'?'

Little Lisop wondered to himself and signaled to Gold.

Immediately, fifty South Town Cavalry sprang into action, each with a hand on their helmet and the other on their chest, as Little Lisop greeted his 'Kind Father' and 'mother'.

Fengter was quick to follow.

And the old butler Vick was also well prepared.

Ten guards from Oak Manor laid a red carpet straight from the manor entrance to Arthur and Marinda's feet.

Then came the petals.

Under the direction of Cook Mary, fresh petals scattered over the heads of Arthur and Marinda.

Arthur looked at the carpet under his feet and then at the flowers above his head, feeling somehow odd.

But the oddest thing was the tightly closed manor gates.

Immediately, the young 'Spirit Medium' raised a hand and pointed.

Squeak!

Suddenly, the distant manor gates opened with a unique friction noise.

It seemed to be welcoming its two masters.

However, the lifeless manor still seemed to be missing something.

The young 'Spirit Medium' thought for a moment, smiled at Marinda, and raised his hand to point again.