They all call me master.

Chapter 463 What happens to good people!

The series of titles made Dr. Linster a little confused.

After a full two or three seconds, the doctor nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, that is your Excellency."

Then, the doctor paused for another four or five seconds before he asked very hesitantly——

"Is he credible?"

"This lord has foretold your death?"

Eli looked nervous.

"No!
When I was a ring doctor, I had the opportunity to come into contact with this gentleman. After I witnessed his magic, I instinctively asked him if he could resurrect the dead, and then..."

Speaking of this, a wry smile appeared on the doctor's face.

but--

Eli asked the bandaged swordsman tentatively.

Speaking of this, the doctor's face was full of confusion and anxiety, while the doctor's eyes were looking at Eli closely.

The 'Bandage Swordsman' had left the closet and sat in Eli's original seat, and the stalker's part-time intelligence dealer didn't care.

Yes.

But when he thought of the long sword of his boss, the 'Bandage Swordsman', the stalker and part-time intelligence dealer calmed down.

"In the entire South Los Angeles, if anyone can really resurrect the dead, then 'Psychic Medium' Sir Arthur Kratos is the only answer.

Eli couldn't wait to bring his boss, the Bandage Swordsman, out to speak out.

Or……

Eli saw the wry smile.

He is an expert.

The intelligence dealer who worked part-time as a stalker suppressed his curiosity.

Immediately, the stalker's part-time intelligence dealer was scratching his head.

It was about Mrs. Linster. Of course, this part-time intelligence dealer who was a stalker knew that as an outsider he couldn't ask questions, but his curiosity made him scratch his head.

There was no direct advice, but the meaning behind Eli's words was quite clear.

"Well, Dr. Linster, you have only had a little contact with our circle, so you don't understand the meaning of the master's words, but I can swear that there is nothing wrong with listening to this master's words."

There were no words, but Eli could tell the doctor didn't want to give up.

is a true master. "

However, he still persuaded patiently.

'Bandage Swordsman' snorted coldly as he spoke.

Otherwise, he wouldn't call him boss.

"Your Majesty said frankly that the dead can be resurrected!
But he warned me not to try to resurrect the dead!
because……

Listen to Arthur, Arthur is right.

No one in South Los Angeles could help him except that guy.

Of course Eli knew that guy was the 'psychic'.

"Is that right?"

The stalker and part-time intelligence dealer immediately understood the meaning of Dr. Linster's previous words.

Return to the room.

This time Dr. Linster nodded.

"Boss, just now Dr. Linster..."

After all, I don’t know since when, the two of them have been mainly bandage swordsmen.

The person who died was the person he loved most, how could he be willing to do so?
If it were him, he wouldn't be willing to do it.

Dr. Linster said, his expression full of loneliness.

snort! "

I don't know who I brought back! "

After sending the doctor out the door and watching his bleak figure disappear at the corner of the street, the stalker-part-time intelligence dealer had already decided to discuss it with his boss immediately.

Moreover, even if that guy...

Fortunately, the doctor didn't sell out.

The doctor was unwilling to give in.

There is a certain dissatisfaction and ridicule in it.

"I can't help him.

As for the dissatisfaction and ridicule?
Although Eli couldn't confirm it, he could roughly guess that it was because he was disturbed from his 'sleep'.

"Boss, is it really impossible to confirm who was brought back from the resting place?"

The stalker-part-time intelligence dealer asked seriously.

"do not know!

When I was taken out, I was in a state of confusion.

It wasn't until my feet stepped on the soil here that I fully woke up.

I didn't know anything about the whole process. "

'Bandage Swordsman' said this.

"If that's the case, it will be troublesome."

Eli muttered.

"Are you worried about that doctor?"

'Bandage Swordsman' asked.

"Well, Dr. Linster is a good person, and good people should not have to suffer like this."

Eli nodded and said with certainty. However, the 'Bandage Swordsman' shook his head.

“Only good people would encounter something like this.

because……

They are good people. "

The 'Bandage Swordsman' said, looking at Walsh on the bed. Although the 'Pale Hand' member's eyes were closed tightly, his eyeballs moved his eyelids as he turned.

He was obviously awake but pretending to be asleep.

The physical fitness of the 'mysterious people' far exceeds that of ordinary people.

For injuries that would require a few days of bed rest for ordinary people, as long as they receive effective treatment, the 'mysterious person' can recover in one night.

"Why are you pretending to be asleep?
We are your savior! "

After Eli discovered this, he was very dissatisfied and spoke.

Walsh opened his eyes immediately, his face was a little embarrassed, but he immediately became indifferent.

Especially the eyes are full of scrutiny.

When he saw the 'bandaged swordsman' wearing a cloak, the scrutiny in his eyes became more curious.

Obviously, this member of the 'Pale Hand' sensed something special about the 'Bandage Swordsman'.

And Walsh's attitude made Eli even more dissatisfied.

Just when the stalker and part-time intelligence dealer was about to roll up his sleeves and teach the other party a lesson, a bone appeared in the palm of Walsh's hand.

As white as jade.

Extremely sharp.

Seeing this scene, Eli immediately stopped and frowned.

"'Pale Hands'?"

Eli asked, but his tone was full of affirmation.

Immediately, alertness appeared in his eyes.

Organizations like the 'Dead Poets Society' and 'The Pale Hand' are extremely unpopular in the eyes of 'mysterious people', because you don't know when they will take action against you.

As for the life-saving grace?

Sorry.

There is a way to repay kindness.

But most of them are ungrateful.

Therefore, for safety's sake, staying away is the best option most of the time.

Eli looked at his boss.

'Bandage Swordsman' had no objection——

"I saved you just because you also suffered betrayal.

I have no more ideas, let alone seeking anything from you.

and so……

Please leave. "

After 'Bandage Swordsman' finished speaking, Eli opened the door early.

Walsh sat up from the bed, looked at the 'Bandage Swordsman', and then at Eli, gritted his teeth and stood up, walking out.

Speak nicely.

Who knows what it could be?
Thinking this, Walsh's steps became firmer.

boom!
As soon as he walked out, the door behind him closed heavily.

call!
A gust of night wind happened to blow by, and the winter night breeze in South Los Angeles was cold. Walsh, who still had a wound on his chest, shivered for a moment and touched the wound. Immediately, red appeared on the white gauze.

The pain made the corners of Walsh's mouth twitch.

At this moment, the door that was closed behind him opened again.

It's Eli.

The stalker-part-time tipster tossed a coat to Walsh—

"Don't worry!

If you die nearby, you will cause us trouble.

So, walk away! "

After saying that, Eli closed the door again.

Walsh put on his coat in silence.

He didn't refuse.

Because he really needs it.

He wants to live.