They all call me master.

Chapter 848 Monsters, Monsters and Monsters VIII

The little lion really didn't expect Arthur to pass through the port of Londohat without entering.

Therefore, Arthur's counterattack was also beyond the little lion's expectations.

Not to mention, Arthur had the Door of Thieves stolen by a crow.

All this was beyond the little lion's expectations.

However, it is different from ordinary people.

Most people would have panicked if they encountered something like this.

And the little lion?

It is to adjust the strategy.

He was well aware of the allure of the Door of Thieves.

Once someone gets the [Door of Thieves], how could they not use it?

Especially when facing a 'treasure trove' like his, it was impossible to hold back.

This is human nature!
Therefore, the little lion "fought for the opportunity" for Arthur to use the [Door of Thieves] - there is no doubt that the seemingly farce-like scene with Count Beth just now was intentional by the little lion.

The little lion will make Arthur old.

The little lion was going to make Arthur regret it.

The little lion wanted to make Arthur understand that if he messed with him, he would be hitting a wall.

Therefore, at this time, the little lion began to attack the heart with words -

“I have used the [Thief’s Door] three times.

They all involve stealing other people's secret techniques, and depending on the other party's level of cultivation in the technique, it will take roughly 20 to 100 years.

And what you stole was the [Parasitic Revival] that I cultivated to the extreme, so you have consumed at least 100 years of your life.

You were 17 before.

That means you are now 117 years old.

Tsk tsk.

It's terrible.

In an instant, you lost 100 years of your life. Wouldn’t all your teeth fall out?
Of course, if you lied about your age before, you might be 120? 130? Or older?
You won't be unable to walk, will you? "

As he said this, the little lion laughed again.

Moreover, before Arthur could answer, the little lion immediately spoke again.

“In fact, I’m surprised you didn’t die of old age on the spot!

You ask me why I'm okay?
Of course it’s the ‘Fountain of Youth’!
You don't think that as the first heir of Neiwan, I don't have the 'Fountain of Youth', which is a necessary item for using the [Door of Thieves], do you?

Of course, you can have it too!
It’s right here!”

Amidst the sarcastic words, the little lion raised his hand, and the quaint ring sparkled in the candlelight.

"Give me!"

Arthur's voice came from the crow's mouth.

Fu Jin even cooperated by rushing forward.

Unfortunately, perhaps because he was too old, Fu Jin's lunge ended up with him falling off the windowsill.

Even after flapping its wings twice, it couldn't stand up.

This scene made the little lion laugh out loud.

"Come on! Come on!"

The little lion felt the joy of being a winner.

Of course, the little lion did not forget Count Bet.

In fact, the little lion had been keeping an eye on the earl.

As for Arthur?

Just a clown who showed up unexpectedly.

You may have good luck, but good luck will always run out!
Especially when facing a 'son of destiny' like him, it is the moment of his death!
Compared to this clown, Count Bate is the one who is truly worth paying attention to.

And the same goes for Count Bate!
The scene just now seemed like a farce. With the little lion's shout of "Go", he guessed what the little lion wanted to do - because when he got the [Door of Thieves], he couldn't help but want to take something from the little lion that seemed like a "treasure house".

This guy is no exception.

However, this guy obviously did not expect the horrific consumption of [Door of Thieves], and instead put himself in this embarrassing situation.

"What an idiot."

Count Bert spoke in a haughty tone.

Of course, he is still determined to obtain the [Door of Thieves].

life?

For him, it's really not a problem.

But that was later.

Now, he needs to kill the little lion.

The little lion thought the same thing. The two of them faced each other.

The second round is obviously about to begin.

At this time, the black crow finally stood up again, and the eyes on its forehead once again burst into colorful light that seemed real.

Seeing this scene, the little lion and Count Bet laughed together.

The two didn't even dodge, just looked at the crow.

Count Bette curled his lips in disdain.

“I just said it wrong.

You are not an idiot.

It's stupidity!"

The middle-aged earl said this and completely ignored Arthur - in the earl's opinion, Arthur actually still had a chance of survival.

When either he or the little lion wins, he will wag his tail and beg for mercy.

Then there is still a chance to survive.

Even if he and the little lion were both defeated, Arthur might become the final winner.

But no matter how you choose.

Such reckless behavior is not an option now.

It's extremely stupid.

The little lion also agrees with this.

The first heir to the Neiwan kept sighing:

"How pitiful! Anger and resentment have devoured your sanity.

the you now?

Worse than wild animals."

The little lion also began to speak in an aristocratic tone.

However, before the words fell, the little lion tilted its head.

An acid arrow grazed the tip of his hair.

The acid slightly stained the ends of his hair, and the fishy smell made the little lion frown.

"Your Excellency, sneak attacks are not noble behavior."

"is it?"

Count Bert sneered, raised his hand and pulled out a dagger from his back.

This is naturally the work of the little lion.

As soon as he opened his mouth to sigh, the little lion launched a sneak attack.

Looking at the dagger held in Count Bet's hand, the little lion did not feel embarrassed at all.

He smiled and said:

"How could you steal my dagger?
However, if you like...

I send it to you. "

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in Count Bet's hand exploded.

Under the influence of gunpowder, metal fragments flew everywhere like a fragmentation mine.

Count Bette was blown full of holes.

The little lion rolled over and dodged, then took out the next prop.

But at this moment, the little lion was stunned.

The ring on his finger was gone.

Completely instinctively, the little lion looked at Count Bet.

At this moment, the first heir to Neiwan thought that it was Count Bette's trick, but what caught the eyes of the first heir to Neiwan was the Count who also looked a little at a loss.

The two looked at each other.

The next moment, everyone turned their heads.

They looked at the black crow.

The crow that just now looked weak and as if it would die at any time now stood there calmly, with its round little eyes moving around. The whole crow looked energetic and there was no sign of it being about to die of old age.

Moreover, after seeing the gazes of the two, Fujin opened his mouth and screamed.

Quack, quack, quack!

The loud crow's cry echoed throughout the secret room, and there was almost no need for a bird language expert to translate. Both the little lion and Count Bet understood what Fukin was saying at this moment.

Fool! Fool!
Two big fools!
Along with Fukin's shout, Arthur's voice followed -

"Come on, let's play a game!"

Suddenly, their faces changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)