They all call me Great Master

Under the night sky, a scarlet mist spread.

The bright moonlight, too, was tainted red at this moment, adding a touch of eeriness.

Standing on the edge of the scarlet fog, the young 'Spirit Medium' was full of admiration—

'What a fine 'Blood Descendant'!'

The 'Bloodline Clan' can create 'Blood Descendants'.

Even, to some extent, the likes of Blood Slaves and Blood Gladiators can be infinitely created, as long as there is enough fresh blood.

But the 'Bloodline Clan', starting from the 'Blood Duke,' had never done so.

Because, loyalty!

'Blood Descendants,' although naturally feeling a sense of belonging to the 'Bloodline Clan' that created them, still retain their own memories.

Such memories can affect that sense of belonging.

Therefore, 'Blood Descendants' are not one hundred percent loyal to the 'Bloodline Clan.'

Instead, it's more like the feeling of an adopted son towards an adoptive father.

And even biological sons have committed patricide!

What more of these 'adopted sons'?

Stabbings by adopted sons are not unheard of!

Thus, to be able to fight to the death for the 'Bloodline Clan' like the Bloody Warrior before him was already quite commendable—without a doubt, this Bloody Warrior and the 'Bloodline Clan' member who created him must have shared a profoundly deep bond, and to cultivate such a bond requires an exceedingly long time.

Moreover, the uncertainty is too great!

To some extent, emotions are the easiest to manipulate and exploit!

'Alas, compared to creating a 'Blood Descendant,' the power of a contract suits me better!

If the two could be combined, that would be even better!'

Arthur thought to himself, his body struggling slightly as he stood up.

The young 'Spirit Medium' staggered toward the overturned carriage.

However, the next moment, a figure blocked his path—a caped figure, concealing his face and body, holding a box in his hand.

Arthur's gaze was fixed on this box.

Because, it was his Spirit Medium Box.

"Lord Kledos, it seems I've found something of yours.

I'd be happy to return it to you, but, could you perhaps give me a tiny bit of compensation?"

The other's voice was hoarse, clearly disguised.

"What do you want?"

Arthur asked in a deep voice.

"The whereabouts of Miss Caesar!"

The other laughed.

The young 'Spirit Medium' maintained his silence at this moment.

Facing such silence, the person continued, laughing—

"The emergence of Hercules Laboratory was an unexpected delight, but your feelings for Miss Caesar were a surprise among surprises.

Who would have thought that you would actually deign to stay here to complete the task for Miss Caesar, letting her proceed to open Hercules Laboratory!

What surprised me the most was, with your vast knowledge, you could easily distinguish the difference between the 'Bloodline Clan' and 'Blood Descendants,' prompting those who planned to kill you to start massacring each other!

Truly remarkable!"

The person said as he clapped his hands.

"Vast knowledge?

If you had read more, you would understand the difference between the 'Bloodline Clan' and 'Blood Descendants'—of course, with your keen perception, you could easily tell.

Even, if you were cautious enough, you could tell as well."

Arthur spoke thus.

The cap of the Mysterious Person trembled slightly, which was evidently a nod in agreement to Arthur's statement.

And the concealed Harris ground his teeth in anger.

According to what Arthur had said, him, not realizing beforehand that the other person was a 'Blood Descendant,' had now become a fool who was shortsighted, and deaf and blind.

'Damn it!

I must kill you!

Kill you!'

The new head of Rat Tail Alley roared inwardly.

However, the new head of Rat Tail Alley did not strike immediately.

He had heard the words 'Hercules Laboratory.'

Only the sudden appearance of this laboratory of the "God of Alchemy" and "God of Potions" could cause that Eternal Night bastard to leave.

Now, his secret base was gone.

All the accumulated worth had gone down the drain.

However, if he could get his hands on the items from the Hercules Laboratory, it would completely compensate for his losses.

Thinking this, the newly appointed leader of Rat Tail Alley began to reveal intense murderous intentions mixed with burning greed.

Through the flickering of "Death Intuition," Arthur quickly pinpointed the other's location.

Nonetheless, he wasn't in a hurry.

He was waiting.

So, after a slight pause, he continued.

"Choose another, I do not wish to use Marinda as a bargaining chip for the exchange."

When Arthur mentioned this lady, a touch of gentleness appeared in his eyes.

Harris, concealed in the darkness, saw this.

The Mysterious Person opposite him also noticed it.

Almost simultaneously, they both curled their lips.

Both carried a certain disdain.

Yet, there was a fundamental difference between them.

But it seemed the Mysterious Person was persuaded—

"Alright, I accept the conditions you proposed."

However, aside from Miss Caesar, do you have any other chips that could excite me?

Keep in mind, this concerns the Hercules Laboratory!"

The Mysterious Person picked up Arthur's "Spirit Medium Box," examining it leisurely while inquiring.

"Of course!

As a 'Spirit Medium,' I know many things that ordinary people do not."

You may ask three questions you are very eager to learn, but can't obtain elsewhere."

Arthur nodded affirmatively.

"Then good, the first question—

'Where is the Hercules Laboratory?'"

The Mysterious Person asked directly.

Arthur, however, frowned.

"This involves Marinda, I've said, I won't use Marinda as a bargaining chip!"

"What if I insist?"

"You are breaking the contract!"

The young 'Spirit Medium' accused.

"Adhering to contracts is the obligation of the weak, breaking them is the privilege of the powerful— and moreover... you haven't realized yet that I've been playing you, have you?"

The Mysterious Person laughed.

But just as the laughter started—

Boom!

The Spirit Medium Box just exploded.

Explosives, gunpowder, bullets, sulfuric acid, and a mix of various things engulfed the Mysterious Person.

Arthur, who had already made a dodging move, stood up as if nothing had happened.

"You didn't realize that I was also playing you, did you?"

The young 'Spirit Medium' said these words and was prepared to leave.

Harris, concealed in the shadows, was about to make his move.

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It was the Mysterious Person!

Unharmed!

The one who was unscathed in the explosion, staring coldly at Arthur, and then, as if realizing something, didn't speak again but charged forward, grabbing Arthur and running off into the distance at an even greater speed.

Harris had just started to give chase when he sensed something.

Instinctively, the newly appointed leader of Rat Tail Alley took a step forward then cautiously looked back.

Then, he saw a pair—

Of eyes flickering with red light.