They all call me Great Master

It was no surprise to the Young Lion that the young man before him knew his identity.

The other had appeared here, clearly aware of his identity, which was why he was here.

In fact, all of this was targeted at him.

As for his pants being torn?

That was just an accident.

At this moment, upon hearing Arthur's words, the Young Lion maintained his previous seated posture, his expression as wooden as before.

He spoke like this—

"There is no longer a place for me in Kilg Harbor.

In fact, nowhere in the Inner Bay.

I need to leave here.

I think I'll go to South Los."

As he spoke, the Young Lion tried not to show any emotion on his face.

He realized the young man's insight was truly beyond imagination.

It would be very difficult to deceive him.

Therefore, he did not plan to deceive him.

He truly intended to go to South Los.

In his understanding, it was the safest place outside the Inner Bay, and more importantly, it provided access to the sea.

Going to sea was his true objective.

The sudden internal chaos in the Inner Bay had made this Young Lion decide to distance himself first.

"Hmm.

A good choice.

South Los is quite a suitable place for your grave."

Arthur nodded repeatedly as he listened.

A look of agreement on his face.

If it weren't for the words that followed

"What?"

The Young Lion started in surprise.

"The moment your sealing was broken, you should have sensed who sealed your Talent, and likewise, they sensed it too.

Of course, more importantly...

They had already prepared beforehand."

Arthur spoke with a smile.

Relying on Fujin's eyes, everything that happened on the pier earlier could not be hidden from Arthur.

He not only saw the breaking of the Young Lion's seal.

He also saw, as the Young Lion's seal broke, a faint Death Qi rise in a place known as the 'Lion Palace' deep within Kilg Harbor.

If not for Arthur's Talent [Breath of Death], he wouldn't have discovered this faint Death Qi, nor would he have discerned the barely concealed murderous intent within it.

The answer was clear.

The one who sealed the Young Lion was in the Lion Palace.

Of course, Arthur also knew who it was.

However, he still needed confirmation.

And it wasn't difficult.

In fact, the next moment, the Young Lion began to mumble to himself—

"Dieudonne! Dieudonne!"

As he spoke this name, the Young Lion gritted his teeth.

Never had the Young Lion felt such hatred for someone as he did now.

His brother, Dieudonne Hamlet, was the first.

He could comprehend why Dieudonne did this.

He just couldn't forgive Dieudonne for involving innocent people.

The hidden knowledge and information within that 'Fairy Eye' were immense, and among this vast information, matters concerning his 'Sealing' took up half of it. This included the preparation of the Ritual, sacrifices, and more, as well as the need for fresh blood of over a hundred people when depicting the Ritual formation, of which at least three had to be of Bloodline relation.

Naturally, the Young Lion thought of the family members who had disappeared.

These were people without Talent.

They lived cautiously under the family's protection.

His smile would even fill them with joy.

He thought he could protect them.

Until one day they were all gone.

Unconsciously, the Young Lion clenched his fists.

With the name confirmed, Arthur's eyes filled with more amusement.

"Want revenge?"

He asked directly.

The Young Lion nodded.

"Yes."

How could he not want revenge?

If he didn't want revenge, he wouldn't harbor so much hatred.

"Then I'll help you."

Arthur said.

"Hmm?!"

The Young Lion was taken aback.

This time it was a genuine surprise, not feigned.

However, quickly, the Young Lion responded.

"What do I need to give in return?"

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Previously the Young Lion was vague about this, but the incident with 'Del' made him alert, and made him understand.

People learn when taught by events in life.

Because getting hurt makes you remember through pain.

"A lot.

Including but not limited to Inner Bay's tax exemption for me and my fleet, as well as ample rewards, among which a prosperous territory is a must.

Of course, also the gold mining rights.

And, you must sign an amnesty for any future mistakes I make."

Arthur listed item after item.

The Young Lion was stunned just listening.

Were these decisions even his to make?

His brother Gleisa couldn't even decide on this!

In the entire Inner Bay, only his father could decide!

Instinctively, the Young Lion wanted to retort.

But the words stopped on his lips.

The Young Lion suddenly furrowed his brow.

He thought of the Inner Bay's tumult.

Those abnormal phenomena, he categorized as clues, starting to organize them in his mind.

Finally, he reached a conclusion—

"Is my father not in the Inner Bay?"

"Uh-huh, clearly."

Arthur nodded.

The Young Lion's brow furrowed tightly.

How long had it been since his father left the Inner Bay?

Ten years?

Twenty years?

It had been so, so long, he couldn't remember.

Right now, his father had left the Inner Bay, definitely for something very important, and the whole matter was extremely dangerous.

Dangerous to the point where even his father might die.

Otherwise, this person before him couldn't speak in such terms with the Master of Inner Bay.

The other person believed he could become the Master of Inner Bay.

This kind of recognition was unfamiliar to the Young Lion, a bit exciting, and a bit bewildering.

In the past, such recognition was something only Gleisa enjoyed.

Thinking of his older brother, the Young Lion narrowed his eyes.

Truth be told, he feared his older brother.

Each meeting, he dared not even breathe loudly.

He even tried to avoid meeting him as much as possible.

And now, suddenly standing on the opposing side, the Young Lion found himself anxious.

However, in the next moment, the Young Lion saw Arthur's faintly smiling face.

A booming noise sounded in his mind.

"Gleisa, no way?!"

The Young Lion asked incredulously.

"Dead."

Arthur answered truthfully.

This news would soon spread, no need to conceal it.

As for the Young Lion, he got up and began pacing around the campfire.

At this moment, the Young Lion's mind was racing.

Gradually, an ember burned in his heart.

That was ambition.

It was a great longing, hoping for a world where people like 'Del' no longer roamed the streets, no longer relied on trickery for survival, but could be well-fed and well-clothed, educated, and have a happy family.

If he became the Master of Inner Bay...

It could be realized!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The Young Lion's heart pounded intensely.

Each beat echoing in his ears.

Each beat firming his resolve a bit more.

The Young Lion took a deep breath.

"Why should I trust you?"

After saying that, he stared intently at Arthur.

Arthur, meanwhile, just smiled.

He said—

"Because I am Arthur Kredos."