They all call me master.

Chapter 812: Snake Transformation V

Count Bernaken's strange behavior naturally could not be hidden from Marquis Einhas.

'What's wrong? ’

Marquis Einhas asked.

'It's different!

Arthur was a completely different person than he had been just a few hours ago!
Although he was indifferent before, he had an indescribable sense of anonymity, but now this sense of anonymity is accompanied by confidence!

Just like...

Like an old lion.'

At first, Marquis Einhas was still able to remain calm.

But as the old earl continued speaking, the marquis frowned again.

'Like the old lion?'

'Yes, just like the old lion.

Not in terms of strength.

It's spiritual strength.

This change...

What did he go through in just a few hours?

The old count could not help muttering to himself.

However, Marquis Einhas narrowed his eyes and said directly:

'Kill the Blood Drinker' Heber!
Starting from the port of Nanlos, to the shallow port of Westrond, to the port of Dordot, and then to the port of Pulte, the young man traveled all the way, winning all the way, and finally completed a true spiritual transformation when he killed the 'Blood Drinker' Hyper.

Use the sword in your hand to kill the 'demigod'!
Then, he can naturally become a 'demigod'!
There is no obstacle on his path to becoming a demigod!'

Speaking of this, Marquis Einhas's eyes were filled with envy.

Even with the help of the old earl, he knew that becoming a 'demigod' would not be an easy journey, but Arthur did it.

In a younger, more independent way.

Immediately, the vague idea gradually became clear in the Marquis' mind.

The proud sword intent quickly appeared in the heart of the Marquis.

'Einhard?'

The old count was the first to discover it.

'I want to try it my way.'

Marquis Einhas said.

'Must try?'

the old count asked again.

'You have to try it!'

Marquis Einhas was sure.

"Can you not try?"

The old earl asked unwillingly.

"If I don't try, I'd rather die."

Marquis Einhas answered decisively.

Such an answer made the old earl completely give up persuading him, and he could only mutter to himself again.

'Why are they all so stubborn?'

Then, the spiritual dialogue between the two ended.

Arthur, who was walking down the gangway with joy in his heart, keenly discovered the difference of Marquis Einhas. Although he was sitting on the horse motionless, the aura of Marquis Einhas became sharper. If Marquis Einhas looked like a long sword before, then at this moment he became like a sharp sword.

'what happened? ’

Arthur was puzzled, but his eyes did not leave the words that just appeared -

[The Einhas Territory Daily reported your friendship with the Lord, which surprised the residents of the entire Einhas Territory. They had heard of your name before, but this time, they began to take you seriously; XP+1000]

[Many river pirates saw the Red Knight's submission to you, and even saw you draw your sword. They feared and stood in awe of you; XP+1000]

[The 'Inland River Church' has become fanatical about you, and they believe everything you say; XP +5000]

[Everything that happened in West Berlin continues to ferment, and the residents of West Berlin are increasingly grateful to you; XP+8000]

[With the foreshadowing of West Berlin Territory and Einhas Territory, Beth Territory is terrified and overwhelmed by your upcoming arrival, but with the push of some people, your name gradually approaches the symbol of "disaster"; XP+1000]

[More people have heard your name: XP+1700]

……

A very considerable amount of XP is credited at this moment.

Moreover, Arthur knew that this was not a one-time wave, but a sustainable one, whether it was Einhardt or West Berlin.

Of course the most important one is the 'Inland River Church'.

It was obvious that the 'gift' had completely made the 'Inland River Church' his private property, not only in terms of the current XP provision, but also on a much larger scale.

Perhaps that team of a hundred people is not as effective as a musketeer team in some circumstances, but the meaning they represent is different.

Simply put, strategic significance is higher than actual combat.

The direct gain of 5000XP made Arthur more confident.

This is still just an 'inland river church'.

If the established plan is followed and the 'Church of Suffering' and other 'demigod' churches are brought in, the 'Limit. Seventeenth Level' that seems to take a long time to complete will become very simple.

Arthur was extremely confident of this.

After all, apart from the above, Arthur also had an unexpected surprise——

[Kill the severely injured and weakened 'Devourer' Imora, XP+8000]

[Kill the severely injured and weakened 'Blood Drinker' Heber, XP+10000]

……

As his strength increased, the XP gained from killing mysterious people became almost negligible, but the two seriously injured and weakened "demigods" told Arthur that he could look up.

This was a win-win situation for Arthur.

He couldn't be sure that all 'demigods' could be as naive as Miha and Iroh.

Therefore, beheading is inevitable.

When killing an enemy, he could gain XP, and after the kill, the opponent's believers could continue to provide him with XP. This win-win feeling fascinated the young Nanlos psychic.

I was especially excited when I found that my accumulated XP had reached 54000 points.

Before I knew it, I had already reached half of the XP required for 'Ultimate Level 17'.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Arthur's steps became lighter at this moment.

Arthur jumped onto the warhorse provided by Marquis Einhas, and placed Pendragon on the front side of the saddle.

"Nice cat."

Marquis Einhas praised, and it was obvious that Pendragon was extraordinary.

"Well, Pan is my family."

Arthur nodded and directly stated Pendragon's identity.

This surprised Marquis Einhas a little.

He had thought Arthur would say it was a pet or something.

I didn't expect it to be called 'family'.

He could tell that Arthur was not joking and was serious.

"Arthur, you are really surprising."

Marquis Einhas sighed.

"Psychics are always accompanied by accidents."

Arthur said half-jokingly.

This kind of joke made Marquis Einhas laugh, and as his nasolabial folds relaxed, the two walked side by side. This scene made the people of Port Pulte cheer even louder.

Everyone can see the good mood of their lord.

This also made them look at the boy with the orange cat more curiously.

And when their lord provided drinks and barbecue as a way of welcoming the young man, the joy of the surrounding people reached a new level.

Arthur also smiled as he watched this scene.

He knew that tomorrow's XP would be even better.

However, everything in the world is conserved.

While Arthur was feeling joy, Greysa Hamlet was staring at the information in her hand with a gloomy face.

The next moment, the little lion clenched his palms, and veins bulged on his forehead.

“Damn psychic!

A clown who seeks to attract attention! "

There were continuous roars, and the cup on the table was smashed to the ground.

Snapped!
Amid the crisp sound, the surrounding male and female servants were silent.

Standing outside the cabin, the three sons of Count Bet, who came to visit specially, immediately laughed after learning the whole story.

Their chance has come!

(End of this chapter)