They all call me Great Master-Chapter 765 - 762 Roaring III

Low sobs rose on the deck.

It was young Leonides.

This young noble, with his round face and brown hair, always carried a hint of childishness in his demeanor. Finding that his father's presence had vanished, he staggered to lean against the ship's railings, tears streaming involuntarily from his eyes. Yet the teachings ingrained in him forbade him from crying out loud, forcing the young man to clench his teeth and let only whimpers escape.

Witnessing this scene, young Yakaz and Lalia instinctively moved to comfort him.

But they were stopped by Lady Windsor.

This lady held back Yakaz and Lalia with one hand, and with the other, she raised it high and brought it down with force—

Smack!

The slap resonated sharply.

It was followed by the lady's scolding.

"Crying? What's there to cry about!

Lord Leondsey died in battle, and that is the glory of being a noble!

As the son of a lord, your tears are a desecration of your father's honor!

For the sake of your father's honor, for the Leondsey family, you now go and gather every man you can!

We have to fend off those Peeping Toms!

Those from Inner Bay!"

The lady, unapologetically, grabbed young Leonides by the collar and fiercely delivered another slap.

In the midst of his whimpering, young Leonides was initially stunned by the hit.

After realizing he had been slapped by Windsor, the young noble was angry.

But after hearing Windsor's words, he quickly came to his senses.

Looking at the fierce Windsor, the young noble could only admire her.

He hadn't thought of any of this before.

He was no match for Windsor.

It wasn't just Leonides; Yakaz and Lalia had the same realization.

And Lady Windsor struck while the iron was hot—

"You go inform the other families; though we do not know what has happened, I am certain our fathers would have left something in place to deal with such emergencies.

At least, that's how my father was."

"Viscount Windsor, him?"

Young Leonides, Yakaz, and Lalia were shocked.

"My father has become despondent since my mother's untimely death and will not take part in recent events. But when it concerns family honor, he will surely go to the frontlines.

With him there, our burden will be lighter.

And furthermore..."

With that, Lady Windsor's gaze turned toward Arthur.

"Lord Kledos, I have heard of your 'fair trade' principle!

Previously, you helped the Marquis of Seberlin, and you earned a forty percent stake in the management rights of Port Doldot. Similarly, if you are willing to help us through this crisis, we are willing to offer forty percent of Port Pult's management rights!

Rest assured that even if those rights are not in our hands currently, I don't think anyone would refuse right now!

If we cannot produce them afterward, we are willing to secure them with assets from within our family!"

Lady Windsor said this very sincerely.

Upon this, young Leonides, Yakaz, and Lalia nodded repeatedly.

Because—

The battle deep in the forest continued.

And the presence belonging to the 'Great Arcana Level' had all but faded.

In simple terms, their fathers were very likely all dead in battle.

Under such circumstances, it wasn't just forty percent of Port Pult's management rights at stake.

Even if they offered the entire share, they wouldn't object.

After all, the management rights of Port Pult weren't theirs to hold. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

As for not being able to produce them and needing to use family assets as collateral?

That mattered little!

The three of them were well aware that if they didn't resolve the immediate trouble, their families would be wiped out, and they themselves might not even survive.

Arthur pondered briefly.

Then, he sighed—

"Agreed!

It is fair!

Let's draw up a contract!"

The young Southern Lost Spirit Medium took out a contract and wrote down everything that Lady Windsor had just mentioned—including the need to guard against potential peeping from Inner Bay and to aid in resolving the unknown presence deep in the dense woods.

After verifying the details, Leondsey, Yacass, and Larya signed their names.

Seeing that Arthur and Windsor had also signed their names, the three young nobles simultaneously heaved a sigh of relief.

"We shall assemble our forces immediately!"

Leondsey declared.

Just as the trio was about to disembark and leave, Windsor spoke up once more.

"Wait!"

The three turned back, puzzled.

"We mustn't forget about Seberlin!

Even though the Marquis is gravely injured, we still need to have our defenses ready!

At the very least, we need a contingent at the border to make our stance clear!"

Windsor reminded them.

"Understood!"

The three nodded in unison, and the small boat swiftly set sail toward the shore.

Next was their rapid return to Port Pult on horseback.

Arthur, Windsor stood on the deck, watching the trio's departure.

Not until the backs of the three young nobles had shrunk to mere dots did Lady Windsor straighten up and hand the Messenger Stone to Arthur—

"My lord!"X3

Cries summoned simultaneously.

Arthur immediately distinguished Jimte and Kalal.

As for the third?

After a moment's thought, Arthur knew the identity.

Hayes!

The nephew of Count Bert, the man Jimte and Kalal ceaselessly longed to pull into the fray... No, not "pull into the fray," rather to persuade to join their cause.

"Lord Kledos, I believe you need to have a talk with Kalal and the rest."

With those words, Windsor began to move.

Not leaving the 'Oriental'.

But moving away from Arthur's side nonetheless.

To this gesture, Arthur raised his hand to stop her.

He certainly wouldn't allow Windsor to leave his sight.

That could create an unnecessary...

Danger!

Yes, danger!

Although Lady Windsor had just appeared earnest, with a demeanor suggesting her devotion to the Ainhars Territory, in Arthur's eyes, she was still performing.

And, perhaps because of excitement, over-performing.

Why would such a composed woman be stirred?

Success!

An impending success like never before!

The plan to unite and dispatch all of Port Pult's able-bodied forces, Arthur instantly had a bold guess.

She had a force within Port Pult!

A force that could instantly take control over the other families within Port Pult!

Besides, naturally, there were other possibilities.

But Arthur leaned toward this one.

Because, were he in her shoes, he also wouldn't pass up such an opportune moment.

Right away, the young Southern Lost Spirit Medium looked at the young lady before him, offering the most heartfelt of praises—

"Lady Windsor, you truly surprise me.

Believe me, I never lie.

You really amaze me, do you know that?

In you, I even see a trace of my fiancée, Marinda.

So...

Would you mind showing me the support you've kept hidden?"

Instantly, Lady Windsor's palm trembled.