They all call me master.

Chapter 874: The Pretender IX

Under the moonlight, the blonde hair stained by the inferior potion had long since turned into a flaxen color that was neither gray nor yellow. Although the pupil lenses could be considered high-end products, they were not rare either.

Only those props with mystical functions will attract people's attention.

Looking at Bistry in front of him, the mysterious person couldn't help but feel a strong contempt and an indescribable pleasure from the bottom of his heart.

The old lion, that was an existence that he didn't even dare to look up to.

But the other party's son is a fool.

In order to blend in with those good-for-nothing civilians, he didn't even wear bodyguards, and even used some 'civilian items' to disguise himself.

This childish behavior almost made the mysterious person laugh out loud.

Of course, what really made this mysterious person happy was that he could actually hunt down the cub of the old lion, and even, naturally, give the other party a few blows.

Thinking of this, the mysterious person trembled with excitement.

That feeling far exceeds the pleasure of ejaculation.

How can physical pleasure compare to psychological satisfaction?
Just like before, when he saw a poor kitten, he picked it up, threw it hard to the ground, and then stomped on it a few times.

He will never forget that touch.

The throbbing in his heart left him with endless aftertastes.

And the Bistry in front of him?
Better than that kitten.

A young, tuskless lion.

It was so good!

Whoops, whoops!
The mysterious person looked at the young face of Bistry, his breathing began to become rapid, and his tongue licked his lips involuntarily.

After the dry lips became a little moist, the night wind blew and the desire in the heart became even hotter.

The order from above was to capture Bistry alive.

But when we are chasing someone, unexpected events are inevitable.

in case……

With palpitations and heartbeats, the mysterious person seemed to see the desire rushing towards him like the sea.

However, the next moment, this mysterious person finally shook his head, and when desire overwhelmed him, he finally sobered up.

Not rational.

But fear.

The old lion is still alive.

He fears the other.

Therefore, this mysterious person restrained himself, but did not stop extending his hand - perhaps he could not do any damage, but it would be a nice experience to pinch the face hard and then shake it a few times.

'What would it feel like?

I'm really looking forward to it!'

The mysterious person thought to himself, and the outstretched hand began to tremble.

Then, just as the palm was about to touch Bistry.

A dagger was stuck in the vest of this mysterious person.

One hand holds the pitch-black dagger, which seems to have no edge but is actually extremely sharp.

The hand was Petri's.

And Bistry stood in front of this mysterious person.

"you?

Gretha Ham... Ugh! "

Before he could finish his words, the mysterious person died.

The pitch-black dagger was not only sharp, but also extremely poisonous.

call!call!
Looking at the mysterious person who had died, Bistry gasped for breath - just as the rumors outside had said, his talent was indeed not that good.

Something like this, which Graysa did with ease, not only required his full concentration, but also exhausted his physical energy after using it once.

But now is not the time to rest.

Bistry gripped the dagger tightly and staggered towards the dock.

He needed a boat.

Then, leave Kilger Harbor and the Inlet.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he couldn't stay in Neiwan anymore.

As for where to go?
South Los!
The relationship between there and Neiwan is not very good!
But it is precisely because the relationship is not so good that he wants to go there!

Only there can withstand the pressure of the inner bay!

Of course, that was the worst move.

In the early stage, he would hide his identity, because he needed to know what happened in Neiwan. Then?

The natural thing is to wait and see.

If something really happened that was irreversible, he would sail out to sea from South Los. Whether going to the offshore islands or to North County, it would be an excellent choice.

After making up his mind, Bistry began to move faster.

However, the young cub of the old lion began to hate himself immensely.

if!

If he had some subordinates now, it wouldn't be so embarrassing, right?
Now he is not only blind, but also deaf.

If it was Grace here, she would have taken control of the situation long ago, right?

As he thought about this, Bistry's breathing began to become heavier.

It is obvious that the consumption just now was much greater than imagined.

But what's worse is that the pursuers are coming again.

'Damn!
What's going on with these pursuers?

Why the endless flow?

How far did my uncle reach?
Does he control the entire inner bay?'

When Bistry thought of his uncle Barrow, he felt incredible. In his impression, his uncle was just a court jester.

If it weren't for his father, he would have been expelled long ago. How could it be possible...

While thinking, Bistry suddenly thought of himself.

Suddenly, my thoughts came to a standstill.

What if Barrow is a clown?
What is he, who is being hunted by Barrow?
Even worse than a clown?

A self-deprecating smile appeared, and the confusion and anger in his heart reappeared, turning into a slight throbbing - at this moment, Bistry did not notice it.

He was still laughing at his own ignorance.

However, the old lion's cub's speed increased.

physical strength?

It even speeds up unconsciously.

This made the pursuer hiding in the dark stunned.

"Um?

[Spiritual] Leap?
What an unexpected talent.”

When these words appeared in his ears, Bistry was knocked to the ground by a punch.

The dagger in his hand also fell into the opponent's hands.

The pain in his abdomen made Bistry bend over like a shrimp.

But more importantly, the next moment, Bistry was bound by an invisible force field.

Another person came out.

Do not!
To be precise, a man came out with three skeletons.

The moment he saw the skeleton, Bistry began to struggle violently.

Pale hands!

Only this evil organization would carry a skeleton!

But this struggle is of no use.

But with this struggle, Bistry's spirituality became active again.

One of the skeletons, with a strong soul fire flickering, was kneeling on one knee in front of the man, holding Bistry's dagger as if offering a treasure.

"A replica of the 'Dragon's Fang'?

He is indeed the young son of an old lion.

Anything at random is mouth-watering.

However, compared to those things, I am more interested in you - you, who are rumored to have average talent, can actually produce two [Spiritual] leaps.

It really makes me curious.

I want to see your heart."

The member of the Pale Hand raised his hand and tore open the collar of Bistry's clothes.

And at this moment——

"and many more!"

(End of this chapter)