They all call me master.

Chapter 837 Chain Reaction I

Betling, Londohat Port.

In a secret room somewhere, three thick candles on a silver candlestick illuminated the entire space, and the round table and stools made of ceramics were full of the style of the early imperial era.

Under the table and stools is a handmade blanket in white. The gold on the corners indicates that the blanket is from the sacred era.

As we all know, whether it is the furniture of the imperial era or the carpets of the sacred era, they all perfectly interpret one word:

expensive!

Being chased by nobles.

Looked up to by the common people.

This is the legacy of those two eras.

Of course, this is only a small part of the secret room. The oil paintings on the walls and the jewels in the cabinets are all masterpieces by famous artists.

Even Gresa Hamlet thought DePro was too extravagant.

It’s not that the Golden Lion family cannot purchase the same things with their financial resources, but that the little lion needs to invest more financial resources in places where they are more needed.

The guards around him.

The hidden pieces and assassins that were sent out.

And recruited extraordinary people.

These all require gold coins.

And the subsequent maintenance costs are even more staggering.

However, apart from being surprised, the little lion did not feel envious or jealous.

After all, these things will soon be his.

DePro is dead.

The other party's inheritance naturally belongs to him.

Thinking about DePro's worth in his heart, the little lion had a warm smile on his face. He looked at DePro, who seemed to be thinking with his eyes closed, but his breathing was already disordered, and said softly -

“What are you worried about?
Do not worry.

There will be no problem with the plan.”

The little lion said quite confidently.

For the little lion, he would not allow himself to fail again.

He was careless the first two times.

And this time?
He had already set up a tight net in the port of Londohat, and as long as Arthur came, he would not be able to escape.

Not only did he want to wash away the humiliation he had suffered twice before, he also wanted to return that humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold to the Nanlos medium - he heard that the medium had a lover in Nanlos, and he planned to let the two of them meet. He wanted to castrate the medium in front of the medium's lover, and then?

Naturally, it is to do something that the other party cannot do after being castrated.

As for the end?
He would mercifully lock them both in the Iron Maiden and sink them to the bottom of the sea.

When the little lion thought about that process, his whole body trembled with excitement.

And when he thought about the result, the little lion couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

However, the eldest son of Count Bet, who was sitting opposite, was different.

“Dillivan and Peggy are harder to deal with than I thought.

Not only did these two bastards recruit a lot of people in private, but they also...

Raise a group of death warriors!"

At this point, DePro slammed the table.

Obviously, the two younger brothers' behavior of raising assassins has touched DePro's bottom line.

Seeing this scene, the little lion smiled even more happily in his heart.

Why did Dilivan and Page reveal so many of their cards?

Of course it's because of him.

Because of his promise.

And more because of his guidance.

He wanted to make Count Bert's three sons kill each other.

Therefore, he spared no effort to push forward.

From the current perspective, the effect is quite good.

However, the little lion still chose to add fuel to the fire——

"Hiss, raising assassins?"

There was surprise on the little lion's face, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.

This scene angered DePro even more.

"What do they want to do? What do they want to do?
I am the eldest son!
I am the first in line to the throne!"

DePro yelled.

Immediately, the little lion stood up, patted the other's shoulder and said.

“Calm down, DePro.

We all know that you are the eldest son of Earl Bet and the first heir to the Lord Bet. Everyone knows this and recognizes this.

So, we just need to wait for the psychic to come.

after?

Everything will fall into place.”

The little lion comforted Depro. Undoubtedly, the comfort of the little lion was extremely useful.

DePro took a deep breath, sat down again, and began to wait patiently.

The little lion watched all this with a smile.

He found it very interesting.

It was just as fun as training dogs when he was a kid.

Do not!
It's much more fun than dog training.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The sun rose from the east, quickly reached the center of the sky, and then began to set in the west.

"Why aren't you coming?"

DePro was anxious again.

"Last night, there was a party on the Orient. It's normal to be late. Don't you allow people to have some comfort before they die?"

The little lion, who had already received the news, said with a smile.

But immediately, the little lion couldn't laugh anymore -

hum!
The communication crystal flickered.

"My Lord, the 'Orient' did not stop at Longdohat Harbor, but went straight to the inner bay."

As soon as the communication crystal was connected, an urgent voice was heard from inside.

The little lion frowned.

DePro jumped up straight away.

"what?"

The eldest son of Count Bet exclaimed loudly, and his expression changed continuously.

The unexpected action of the 'Vostok' disrupted his deployment.

Do not!
He will most likely fall short.

Especially the assassins secretly raised by Diliwen and Peggy.

It made him feel like a stick in his throat.

He didn't want to sleep with his eyes open.

'no!
Can't wait any longer!
I might be able to wait, but Dilivan and Peggy definitely won't.

They can understand that the exposed dead soldiers will lose their greatest role, so they will take risks...

I can't just sit there and wait for death!'

DePro thought about it and walked out.

As for the mutual slaughter between brothers, would it arouse Count Bette's anger?
Will not!
Because he had a more suitable excuse.

Arthur Kratos is gone.

But Gresa Hamlet is still here.

A good excuse would be enough to deal with their father who never left his family home in the suburbs.

As for the consequences?

As long as Dilivan and Peggy are dead.

He is not afraid even if there is a war with Neiwan.

The worst that can happen is that some interests can be ceded in the name of "aristocratic privileges".

Thinking of this, DePro quickened his pace.

At the same time, the words of the Earl's eldest son also rang out -

“Gresa, our cooperation is over.

When you leave, remember not to be discovered."

After saying this, the earl's eldest son left without looking back.

The little lion narrowed his eyes.

He heard a different meaning in the other party's words.

'Asshole, idiot!
Damn guy!
Then you go to hell!'

The little lion also stood up and left quietly.

However, after leaving the secret room, the heir of Neiwan took out two communication crystals and prepared to contact Diliwen and Peggy.

The Nanlos psychic unexpectedly headed straight for the inner bay, catching the little lion off guard.

But this does not mean that the little lion will give up Betling.

Bethling, he's determined!

However, before the little lion could get through to Diliwen and Peggy, another communication crystal he was carrying began to flash.

Without hesitation, the little lion answered the call directly.

This communication crystal is unique to the hidden person he left in the inner bay.

Contacting him at this time must mean that something important has happened in Neiwan.

Although he was prepared in his heart, the moment he heard the news after the call was connected, the little lion still frowned and couldn't help but exclaimed -

"what?"

(End of this chapter)