They all call me Great Master

Chapter 300 The Small Town Girl

In the afternoon, Mount Gale Town was exceptionally lively.

Swarms of people headed towards the rumored "Yumir Manor"—that morning, Police Chief Westbron announced that the curse of Yumir Manor had been lifted by a "Spirit Medium" from South Los named Arthur Kredos.

Everyone was surprised by the news.

Apart from a small handful of well-informed individuals, the name "Spirit Medium" Arthur Kredos was unknown to the townspeople.

But as Police Chief Westbron made the announcement, the name quickly spread throughout the town.

Of course, compared to the curse that was lifted.

People were more curious about the "Tea Duel" involving the Spirit Medium and two nobles.

This was also the reason everyone was now heading to Yumir Manor.

The "Tea Duel" was not private.

Police Chief Westbron said it was open to the public.

As a result, most townsfolk, driven by curiosity, went to witness the event at Yumir Manor.

The rest, some because they were too busy to leave.

And a very few others insisted that Yumir Manor was still under a curse, and that Police Chief Westbron had been tempted by the curse, using the townspeople as sacrifice.

However, Norma and her group weren't part of the latter.

The girl in a cloth dress carrying a basket walked along with her three friends, following the crowd—

"Norma, do you know?

We missed an opportunity!

The big Orange Cat you saw that day must have belonged to the 'Spirit Medium'!

If we could have made connections with that 'Spirit Medium', we could have struck it rich!"

The innkeeper's daughter chattered nonstop, her face filled with regret.

"Make connections?

With what could we make connections?

And besides, he's just a 'Spirit Medium'!"

The son of a hunter, toting a longbow, immediately retorted while looking at Norma with concern.

One could tell what was on his mind just by his expression.

The blacksmith's son, understanding his friend's thoughts, quickly chimed in.

"Yeah, he's just a 'Spirit Medium', of no use!"

"Just a 'Spirit Medium'? Of no use?

Humph!

You don't know about his other identity—

Consultant to the South Los Police Department, with a rank even higher than Westbron's!"

The innkeeper's daughter, under the curious gazes of her three little friends, deliberately prolonged her tone, then bragged with news she gathered from her parents.

Although her parents were among those well-informed in town, they still couldn't provide precise details about Arthur, leaving her with vague information.

However, to impress her friends, the information she had was sufficient.

Seeing her friends' eyes widen, the innkeeper's daughter was extremely pleased.

After all, she had the same reaction when she first got the news.

Police Chief Westbron, now that's a big shot in the town.

Someone out of their league.

Thinking back on the brief encounter with that young man who seemed to be even more influential than such an important person, the innkeeper's daughter immediately grabbed Norma's arm.

"Norma, you have to seize the opportunity!

The gentleman didn't blame you that day; maybe he took a liking to you—you don't want to spend every day gathering wild vegetables and fruits, feeding pigs, and cleaning the house, do you?

Just think of the dances, salons, and prosperity of South Los.

Beautiful clothes, delicious food, they have it all!

That's what's worth pursuing."

The innkeeper's daughter, holding onto her best friend's arm, sped up as if she could grasp everything she described with her mouth.

The hunter's son watched this scene in a hurry and, along with the blacksmith's son, began to chase quickly.

Only Norma was somewhat bewildered.

Was that man a big shot?

Unconsciously, the girl tightened her grip on the basket handle, following along as her best friend pulled her.

But soon, their pace slowed down—

"Everyone come this way!

Enter in an orderly fashion!"

Police Chief Westbron, along with the officers and patrolmen of Mount Gale Town, maintained public order and directed the residents to their 'seats'.

The higher and lower seats were made out of long boxes.

There were no sunshades, no service from servants, and even the long boxes were not very clean.

Yet, not a single resident complained.

To them, this was already good enough.

After all, they had thought they would need to stand.

"Look, it's that gentleman!"

No sooner had they sat down than the innkeeper's daughter spotted Arthur's figure.

Sitting behind a long tea table in the space enclosed by long boxes, Arthur was easy to notice, not to mention he was holding a big orange cat in his arms.

Under everyone's gaze, Arthur calmly stroked Pendragon.

Though having been separated for less than a day, the young 'Spirit Medium' couldn't help missing his cat.

As for Pendragon?

Considering it had been fifteen hours since their last meeting, the cat reluctantly purred.

But soon, Pendragon stared with a shocked cat face at Kuliqi, who had suddenly appeared before him, sniffing non-stop.

"This is Kuliqi, a very excellent Hound. You two need to get along well."

Arthur introduced the dog to the orange cat.

Pan paid no attention, the orange cat just stared at Arthur with incredulity—

You got a dog!

I leave for a bit, and you already got a dog!

Immediately, the cat became unhappy and started to struggle forcefully in Arthur's arms.

And he hissed at Kuliqi, who kept coming closer.

Kuliqi looked at Arthur with an innocent dog face.

Arthur raised his hand to comfort Kuliqi, but the hand was immediately claimed by an orange cat—Pendragon in his own way was blocking Arthur.

Many people witnessed this scene.

Most of them smiled knowingly.

"This gentleman seems to have a lot of love!

That dog really seems very gentle, it must be the type that doesn't hurt people at all.

Indeed, dogs can also be pets in South Los."

The innkeeper's daughter kept saying.

The hunter's son frowned, wanting to argue.

He always felt that the dog was extraordinary, without any particular reason, it was just an intuition or perhaps an instinct—when he saw the dog, his palms began to sweat.

The last time he experienced this was when he encountered a pack of wolves alone.

But before the hunter's son could speak, the sound of hooves interrupted the conversation.

Swallowtail Flags fluttering in the wind.

Uniform and orderly steps.

Bright and sturdy armor.

A cavalry unit of sixty-two men completely captured the gaze of the townspeople of Mount Gale, especially the two young nobles leading them—Jimte and Kalal, unlike the cavalrymen behind them, were not wearing armor today but had chosen the attire of noble hunting apparel.

This convenient yet lavish clothing shone with a soft light under the sun.

"Silk!"

Those who knew their stuff couldn't stop exclaiming.

And upon hearing such exclamations, the innkeeper's daughter's eyes sparkled with envy.

"An outfit like that could probably buy our inn!

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The innkeeper's daughter whispered softly.

Norma responded vaguely, her eyes, like those around her, firmly fixated on the center—

Those two nobles had already reached the 'Spirit Medium's' opposite side.

The 'Tea Duel' was about to begin.

Everyone was thinking this.

But just at that moment, the noble with a proud face suddenly spoke out.

"Wait!"

Instantly, everyone felt a tightness in their chests.

They all had a bad premonition.