They all call me Great Master-Chapter 743 - 740: Descent of the Divine X

Hearing Old Maha's words, Sadi gave a mysterious smile.

Such a smile made Old Maha's heart skip a beat.

This farmer felt a bad premonition rising from the bottom of his heart—

'It couldn't be that our target is from South Los, could it?

Who could it be?

It couldn't possibly be that Countess, right?'

The thought alone was nearly suffocating the farmer.

As a fence for the 'Red Knights', Old Maha was no fool; he had sensed years ago that there were people behind the 'Red Knights'.

But as a smart man, Old Maha had never asked too many questions or pried into matters, focusing solely on his job instead.

He had no desire to get involved in any accidents.

And at this moment, it was no different.

Seeing Old Maha walking with his head down, Sadi said with a smile,

"Let's go, you'll find out in a moment!"

Old Maha was escorted to the 'Red Knights' camp with Sadi's arm around his shoulder.

Along the way, the sight of those murderous river pirates made the farmer increasingly uneasy.

Not only were there many of them,

but there were far too many new faces as well.

'Definitely not just the 'Red Knights' people!

Others have gotten involved too!

Damn it!

They wouldn't really make a move on that Countess, would they?!'

Old Maha bowed his head even lower.

If there were a crack in the ground, the farmer would have dived into it right away.

Nobles!

Robbing a noble was a grave crime!

Nobles from all over would surely investigate to the end!

Even if the 'Red Knights' had backers, who knew whether they would be thrown out as a sacrificial pawn?

And if the 'Red Knights' were thrown out...

What about him?

Thinking about his own fate, the farmer's legs shook with fright, his heart praying non-stop.

At the same time, within the largest tent of the camp, Hazlitt was over and over again mentally rehearsing the plan.

The one known as 'Red Knight', Hazlitt, possessed a height and physique far above average. Dressed in red iron armor, his body appeared even more imposing. With a square face and a bald head adorned with a thick beard stubble, a scar running from the left corner of his eye to the right corner of his mouth crossed his entire face, adding ferocity and authority to the 'Red Knight'.

'As long as I don't personally get in the water and face the anomaly of the Inner Bay's waters, using the cannons hidden in the hills along the shore in combination with those explosives on the river, it should be possible to sink the 'Oriental'!

It should be possible!'

The 'Red Knight' felt immensely fortunate for his everyday preparations at this moment.

If he hadn't hidden twenty 12-pound guns in several hills along the river and stored two hundred explosives for use on the water, he might have been unable to fulfill the 'request' from the Little Lion of Inner Bay at this critical time.

After all, that was the Southern Lost Spirit Medium who could manipulate the Inland River.

In just a few days, the anomalies that occurred when the 'Oriental' set sail were already known to those with vested interests.

This included the river pirates, for one.

It wasn't that the river pirates were particularly interested in Arthur.

It was that the river pirates were focused on the 'Inland River Cult'.

After all—

Many river pirates already worshipped the God of the Inland River.

Therefore, when it was heard that the Southern Lost Spirit Medium was the owner of the God of the Inland River, those who worshipped were filled with rage, and it was for this reason that the 'Red Knight' planned to let these men serve as the vanguard.

'You guys better fight with all your might!

Only if you fight with all your might will we have a chance to escape!'

The 'Red Knight' thought silently to himself.

Escape!

After the Little Lion of Inner Bay issued the 'request' and paid a portion of the fee, the 'Red Knight' was already planning to escape.

As one of the Mystic Side Persons, he was very clear about the power of the Southern Lost Spirit Medium.

He knew, and the Little Lion of Inner Bay surely knew as well.

Yet with this understanding, the Little Lion of Inner Bay still wanted him to intercept the Southern Lost Spirit Medium.

Clearly, he was using his death to buy time.

He had no desire to become such a sacrificial pawn.

Yet he dared not defy the Little Lion of Inner Bay.

So, the only option was to run.

'Sadi, Danny, Kmar, and Old Maha can be trusted.

He must take them into retirement as well.

Apart from them...

"Red Knights" Hazlitt thought about the escape list.

The number of people couldn't be too many.

But it couldn't be too few either.

There must be enough self-preservation ability.

And enough wealth must be taken.

Then, go directly to South Los, buy a ship and set out to sea, or hijack one.

Of course, they weren't going to become pirates, but were heading to North County.

Although the climate was cold, as long as one had enough money, life could be very comfortable anywhere, right?

While he was thinking, suddenly the tent flap was lifted.

Hazlitt unexpectedly saw one of his loyal subordinates, Danny.

Danny was holding a box with a smile on his face.

"Boss, I've got something great to show you!"

Danny hurried over, excited to present his find.

Looking at the box in front of him, Hazlitt smelled a faint scent of blood and immediately understood—his subordinate had found a deserter or a spy.

Such incidents had occurred before.

Hazlitt was no stranger to them.

As for cutting off deserters or spies?

Impossible!

Even the regular armies couldn't achieve it.

Let alone river pirates like him.

Therefore, the "Red Knight" casually opened the box, saying as he did so—

"Who did you catch this time?

Let me see...

Hmm?!"

His words were cut off abruptly.

The "Red Knight" stared at the head inside the box, his eyes wide.

Because what was inside the box was the head of Kmar.

"Slaughterer" Kmar, his other loyal subordinate.

Also, the sharpest longsword in his hands.

He was dead?!

The "Red Knight" looking at Kmar's eyes that died unaccepting, could totally imagine what Kmar looked like, unbelieving until the end.

Just like himself now.

He too could hardly believe it.

But the Red Knight didn't move at all.

Not that he couldn't.

But that he didn't dare to.

A dagger had silently been placed against his throat.

In the moment he was stunned, the dagger had appeared.

Even though he grasped at nothing, it was enough to demonstrate the comer's strength.

"Friend, we can talk," Hazlitt said, without looking at Danny, but to the person behind him.

The person behind him, however, responded with something unrelated—

"Black Cat Faction's Sean sends you the regards from the modern Black Cat."

Sean, truly a Cat Faction Born Black, spoke softly.

"Black Cat Faction?

Southern Lost Spirit Medium?!

When did Danny and South Los come together?!" Hazlitt shuddered inwardly.

This "Red Knight" didn't want to face Arthur.

But the "Red Knight" hadn't expected Arthur to send someone so soon.

What baffled the "Red Knight" even more was that his own subordinate had been turned by the other side.

Sensing the "Red Knight's" confusion, "Blood Axe" Danny said fervently—

"Your Crown has come!

Your Crown has descended!

This is, the arrival of the divine!"