They all call me master.

Chapter 836 Late Part II

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jimte's mouth corners turned up.

From very early on, the wandering knight had been suspicious of Barrow Hamlet.

It's not just because Jimet never trusts people easily, but also because Jimet sees the shadow of people like them in Barrow Hamlet.

That vague sense of concealment is like a poisonous snake peeping in the bushes.

He smiles.

And the other party?
It is stupid and arrogant.

That look really resembles Karal.

And if it was Karal...

Then his goal is achieved.

Last night, he brought a group of stalkers to Baron Singh's residence and used Baron Singh's confidant as a messenger to spread the news that "Mr. Barrow and Little Lion share a lover" - Jimte believed that the confidant was not a tight-lipped person, nor a man of iron will.

So, the message has been delivered.

Tonight.

Do not!
Maybe by the afternoon, this news will have spread throughout Neiwan.

Jimet took a deep breath.

His purpose was achieved.

just now……

Gotta run!
If you don't run now, you won't be able to get away.

“Lord Singh, I feel like we could have a deep conversation, and for that conversation—I think we could go to another room.

Your study has a strong smell."

Gimt looked at Baron Singh's crotch.

It's wet there.

The smell is extremely pungent.

Apparently, not just the small ones.

"Good, good."

Baron Singh nodded repeatedly.

Without any hesitation, the baron walked out.

Although the baron seemed a little foolish due to his arrogance, Singer was no fool. He could hear that there was a chance to survive here.

Without hesitation, the baron walked out.

As for Lord Barrow?

Live the present first, if you can’t live now, there will be no future.

"At worst, I can give half of the Walnut Street property to that gentleman."

Baron Singh thought to himself and quickened his pace. Even though his thighs were slippery, it did not slow down the baron's speed at all.

"Sir, we can go to my reception room."

The baron said.

Compared to his study, this living room is more private.

Of course, there are no traps inside.

The baron simply didn't want anyone to see him in such an embarrassing state.

However, after the words fell, no one answered.

Immediately, the baron turned back quietly.

When he found no one behind him, the baron opened his mouth and shouted -

"Come……"

After blurting out a word, the baron's voice stopped abruptly.

He thought about his predicament.

Then the baron ran quickly to his bedroom.

About five minutes later—

"Someone come! Someone come! There's an assassin!"

The drawn-out, sharp voice echoed in Baron Singh's mansion.

By this time, Jimte had already run far away.

It’s just that, although he ran far away, he didn’t really escape.

A man appeared in front of him.

The other person was tall and slender, with an expressionless face, his eyes were slightly narrowed and his pupils were flickering.

What concerned people the most was the long sword at the opponent's waist - this sword was more than half the length of the other swords. Although it was still in the sheath, it was chilling.

The moment Jimet saw the man, he stopped.

The man walked slowly, as if he was taking a stroll.

Every step is neither hurried nor slow.

But every step made Jimt's face look uglier.

Because, every step of the opponent blocked the route that Jimt wanted to retreat, and every step was changing according to the subtle changes in Jimt's body muscles. "I've been seen through!"

Jimet sighed in his heart.

At the same time, looking at the other person's young face, Jimte also guessed the other person's identity.

Joel Koeman!

The other party's age and sword were too conspicuous.

As for Joel Coman 'standing up' for Barrow Hamlet?
Very good!
It was so good!

Jimt cheered in his heart.

If it was confirmed before that Barrow Hamlet was not a simple person, then now Jimet confirmed that this Barrow Hamlet had taken action, and it was a big action. Otherwise, he would never have exposed the relationship between Joel Comman and himself - as everyone knows, Joel Comman was trained by the Golden Lion Family, and only a few people know that Joel Comman is a "stepping stone" for the younger generation of the Golden Lion Family.

With such a premise, Joel Koeman is destined to only obey the orders of the old lion.

But now, Barrow Hamlet appeared.

This is simply incredible.

It is impossible under normal circumstances.

unless……

Divert your attention.

'What is this guy going to do?'

Jimte thought in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more sincere.

"Good morning, Your Excellency Joel Coleman."

Jimet greeted.

Joel Coman on the opposite side ignored it completely and just lowered his head to look at the sword at his waist.

next moment--

Clang!
The sword came straight out of its sheath.

Then, he slashed towards...

Joel Koeman!

The 'talent', or bloodline, of the Novia family: control of metal.

With Jimt's strength, he could even manipulate the anchor of a caravel as easily as his own fingers.

Controlling a sword is even easier.

But the sword stopped in mid-air.

The tip of the sword was pointing at Joel Coman's neck, but it couldn't move forward at all.

"You moved my sword."

Joel Coleman spoke up.

Hoarse and cold.

Jimt's hair stood on end.

Without thinking, Jimte jumped to the side.

puff!
The stone slab where Jimt was originally standing was cut cleanly, and then traces of melting began to appear.

It's like a red-hot knife cutting through butter.

Jimt turned his head to check, and his pupils shrank when he saw this scene.

Entry level?

Do not!
It's easy to cut stone slabs.

But the melting sensation that followed was definitely not.

"One step away from the top?"

Jimte thought to himself, and without hesitation, he used his trump card.

Snapped!
With a sound as if glass was breaking, Jimte disappeared from the spot.

Joel Coleman was stunned.

Then, the young swordsman walked straight in a certain direction.

At this moment in the Longdohat Port in Betling, many people were waiting with anticipation, excitement or nervousness. They were like hyenas on the grassland staring at their prey.

Then--

The prey was getting closer.

Everyone saw the white 'Vostok'.

Nearly.

closer.

We will be docking at Londohat Port soon.

then……

The 'Orient' sailed away again.

Everyone was stunned.

As they watched the Vostok moving farther and farther away, they couldn't help but shout from the bottom of their hearts -

what happened?
(End of this chapter)