They all call me master.

Chapter 683 True or False (Part )

Melinda looked at Yura, her blue eyes showing coldness.

As if frightened, Yura immediately took a step back and shrank behind Arthur. His face turned pale and he let out a soft cry.

"Sister Caesar, you won't misunderstand me, right?"

As he said this, Yura's face turned pale and his eyes turned red.

However, Yura did not receive a response.

Melinda withdrew her gaze a moment before Yura spoke, sat on the chair in the cabin, raised her hand, held Pendragon in her arms, and stroked him gently.

Arthur, who was supposed to stand in front of her, quickly walked back to the cabin.

"Why did you come so late?

I asked the chef to prepare dinner for you, including your favorite beef in a crock pot.

Or do you want to go to the shore of Westrond? The old knight said that the hunters had killed a wild boar, and the roasted wild boar in Westrond tastes very good. "

Arthur had a smile on his face, his expression calm, and there was only Melinda in his eyes.

That sense of concentration made Yura's breathing quicken.

what happened?

You were having a pleasant conversation with me just now!
How can you pretend I don't exist now?
Yura was indignant.

Immediately, Yura spoke again -

"Lord Kratos, we..."

“Will you give me a satisfactory answer when the day breaks?

I remember that.

But if possible, please come a little later. I hope my love can have more rest.

Thank you again, Ms. Yura.

It's a pleasure to work with you, and good night.

Hope you have a wonderful night. ”

Arthur interrupted Yura's words and spoke in a light voice. Even while speaking, his eyes were on Melinda, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, as if Melinda was the only one left in the world.

Do not!
In the whole world, only Melinda can attract Arthur.

Yura clenched his fists.

She was ignored.

This feeling is unprecedented. With outstanding appearance, Yura has been the focus wherever he goes since he was a child.

Only she can make others pale in comparison.

No one could ever take away her glory.

But Malinda did it.

More than once.

This is the second time!
Thinking of how this lady was fearless when she boarded the ship at the South Los Pier and how she turned a blind eye now, Yura couldn't help but feel jealous.

Then, it turned into hatred.

'You wait for me! '

Yura growled in his heart.

If she wanted to deepen the cooperation before, then now she wants to get a taste of Nanlos's 'medium'.

Preferably in front of Malinda!
She must take revenge on Melinda!
"Okay, good night to you too."

Yura forced a smile on his face and turned to walk towards the stairs.

What Yura didn't notice was that after she turned around, Melinda, who had been ignoring her, glanced at her inconspicuously.

There was still a coldness in those deep blue eyes.

But this kind of coldness has a bit more chilliness.

Very weak.

Or rather, it was well concealed.

Yura's footsteps faded away, and Arthur came over with orange tea with mint leaves and honey, with a relieved look on his face.

"Thank you for your prompt arrival."

"She makes it difficult for you to deal with her?"

Malinda took the tea, and when there were only two of them left, something about the lady's tone was off.

Of course Arthur heard it.

After all, what he did just now was done with a hint of intention.

If he doesn't intensify the treatment of Melinda, who seems to have entered the 'desensitization' stage, how can he be worthy of his profession as a 'psychic'?

So, when Yura came, he told Melinda.

And Melinda's reaction?
Melinda arrived almost instantly, giving Arthur more confidence. But it was not enough.

Therefore, Arthur took a deep breath, leaned close to Malinda's ear, and lowered his voice -

"It's harder than you think. After all, this person is someone that even the Marquis of West Berlin has to make careful plans."

As Arthur spoke, hot air blew across Melinda's ears.

Arthur clearly saw the tiny hairs on the lady's neck stand up.

Immediately, the young 'medium''s mouth curled up.

Then, Arthur's eyes suddenly focused, and his speech speed began to speed up and his voice became lower.

"hold me."

Melinda didn't hesitate and immediately raised her hands to hug Arthur.

She knew that there must be a peeper.

Didn't she notice?
Of course it’s because of lack of strength.

Or maybe Arthur is better at these things in terms of [spirituality] and [bloodline].

Could it be possible that Arthur would lie to her about such a matter?

impossible.

Arthur is not the unreliable type.

She has worked with Arthur more than a dozen times and knows him too well.

It’s just like using fog to send a message just now!
If Arthur wasn't really unable to cope, he would never have asked her for help.

And the facts prove all this.

Arthur couldn't handle that kind of "evil-minded" collaborator, and she was just the right person to come forward.

As for now?

That woman is still harboring evil intentions!
That woman deserves to die!
Could it be an existence that could be targeted by the Marquis of West Berlin?

very good!

Melinda immediately sorted out her thoughts, and when she looked at Arthur again, she found that Arthur was dancing with her with a smile on his face.

It wasn't some formal dance.

It's not intense, but a soothing movement of the footsteps.

It's a bit like the steps one takes when first learning to dance.

And in Arthur's mouth, it sounded -

"One, two, one, two, three, four, one, two."

With such a voice, Arthur took Melinda in the cabin and came from the restaurant to the terrace.

[Hand of Nothingness] extinguished the candles on the terrace, leaving only the bright moonlight.

With their vision, they would certainly not be at a loss in the dim light.

On the contrary, their cooperation became more natural.

Moreover, Melinda went from cooperating to taking the initiative.

Immediately, the dance steps that seemed like those of a beginner became more intense.

The sleeves fluttered and the soles of the shoes stepped on the ground, making continuous sounds with distinct rhythms.

Arthur turned around and held Melinda's left hand with his right hand, supporting the weight of Melinda's whole body so that Melinda could stretch her body freely.

The short golden hair leaps up with the dance, like an elf dancing under the moon.

Arthur admired the movement.

According to the original dance rhythm, Arthur should have used his arms to pull Melinda back at this time, but the young 'medium' did not do so.

He stared at Malinda.

And just as doubts appeared in the lady's eyes, Arthur spoke again.

"Three, two, one!"

Count down softly.

When the number reaches zero——

boom!
A huge and beautiful firework bloomed over the West Longde Pier.

Arthur, who was watching all this with his Fokine eyes, knew of course that these were the fireworks that Sir Otter of Westrond had prepared for the banquet.

But that doesn't stop Arthur from 'borrowing' it.

The young 'medium' looked at Melinda, a smile appeared on his face naturally, and his voice became softer unconsciously -

"Even though I've seen you a million times, you still amaze me. Even the brightest fireworks are not as bright as you."

(End of this chapter)