They all call me Great Master

Arthur was eager to learn some matters referred to as secrets from the lips of "Mikhail."

After all, this was a being hailed as "Lady of Sorrow," even considered akin to a Divine Spirit.

The secrets she held were naturally of immeasurable value.

But to truly obtain them was extremely difficult.

No!

It should be more accurately stated: trying to get secrets "directly" from her was akin to reaching the heavens in difficulty!

Even if she spoke, Arthur wasn't sure if she was deceiving him.

So—

Arthur decided to take an indirect approach.

Arthur didn't want to make the "Lady of Sorrow" feel "pain" because he thought she would yield to it. Instead, he was certain that upon feeling "pain," this "Lady of Sorrow" would definitely seek ways to save herself.

For example: reaching out to some allies.

These allies included but were not limited to the Old Lion and so on.

However, Arthur wasn't waiting for the likes of the Old Lion or his eldest son.

These two were akin to known factors.

Obvious factors lacked appeal to Arthur.

What he needed was those deeply hidden kinds.

For instance: existences like the "Lady of Sorrow," those referred to as "Divine Spirits."

Arthur didn't believe that these beings lacked hidden channels of communication.

Judging by how the "Lady of Sorrow" behaved like a person, it wouldn't be surprising if these entities had formed some sort of "organization."

Thus, there were definitely contacts!

They were just difficult for ordinary people to discover!

As for the danger?

There would definitely be some.

But it wouldn't be too dangerous.

After all, the "Lady of Sorrow" was seeking to save herself, not to "destroy herself." Thus, any Divine Spirit that she beckoned would only be of comparable strength, certainly not exceeding her own by too much.

And once they arrived?

Then they should not consider escaping!

By that time, it wasn't just about hidden messages; he might even directly obtain something.

After all, the "Lady of Sorrow's" "Mikhail's Touch" had a decent strengthening effect.

Other beings likely possessed similar items.

Of course, as a young, kind, upright, and simple Spirit Medium, how could Arthur possibly challenge the authority of Divine Spirits alone?

He most certainly needed to contact a few allies.

The Marquess of West Berlin was naturally the first to come to mind.

He had just collaborated with the Marquess.

Adding to that, the Marquess's attitude towards Them ensured there was almost no risk involved.

The second?

That naturally was the Countess of South Los.

Her strength reassured him.

What was more reassuring was that Grandma Susan was by her side.

This was even more reliable than the Marquess of West Berlin.

As for the third?

Arthur also had some thoughts.

But he needed to confirm some things first.

After all, if he were to involve the Old Lion of Inner Bay, due to the Old Lion's relationships with other collaborators, there would definitely be complications. Thus, he needed a more comprehensive contingency plan.

That's right!

Arthur had a place for the Old Lion in his plan.

You said enemy?

What enemy!

That's a joke!

That was his bloodkin!

There are no permanent enemies, only eternal interests—this saying, when Arthur was in junior high, he transformed the school bully who had just hit him into a friend with two packs of spicy strips and an hour of internet cafe CS, then used the bully to collect protection money from all the boys in the class in exchange for his internet fee. As things intensified, the bully eventually united all the boys, leading to a brawl.

In the end, the school expelled the bully together with several other troublesome students, including those who had extorted Arthur.

But does that matter?

It doesn't matter.

Arthur only remembered his two packs of spicy strips and that one hour of internet fee.

Initially, he had planned to spend a lovely afternoon.

Unfortunately, it turned into a pile of protection money. Looking at those cold coins, Arthur still missed the sunshine of that beautiful afternoon.

At least, it was warm.

Remembering this warmth, Arthur always acted with a bottom line—

"Sigh, there aren't many people with a bottom line like mine."

Arthur sighed softly in his heart, his gaze turning to a satisfied Abel.

The fragmentary Abel became a bit more complete.

He now appeared to have a torso.

However, he was still missing his limbs.

But when Arthur read the current introduction of the "Blood of Doting," his lips curled up—

[Name: Blood of Doting]

[Type: Ring]

[Quality: Above Epic]

[Attributes: 1, Child of Blood; 2, Contract]

[Requirement: Belongs to Arthur Kredos]

[Remarks: A ring forged by the Blood Marquis and his wife for their son, but the hidden Abel inside reveals to you that the Blood Marquis's hunting of the betrothed family members wasn't as simple as the rumors suggested. This was certainly not any 'washing away of shame,' but carried a deeper purpose. You are currently unaware of what happened, but as the fragmentary body of Abel becomes more complete, you feel that you are gradually nearing a sliver of the truth!]

…

[Child of Blood: When you wear this ring, it will continuously consume the fresh blood within you to feed the fragmentary Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm, which in return will enhance your power. You will become like one of the Bloodline Clan with a power 'Above the Entry' level, capable of flying, sharpening your palms, transforming into mist, bats, harnessing the force of frost, walking on vertical walls without regard for gravity, controlling bats as your scouts, and your abilities will be enhanced on moonlit nights, reaching their peak under a full moon, stepping into the true sense of 'Ascend Step'; the wearer will possess a physique 'Above Entry' level and will also be able to create semi-finished Blood Brides and complete Blood Slaves, Blood Gladiators, and Bloody Warriors with your own fresh blood.]

[Contract: The existence of twenty-seven contracts subdues Abel, making him your loyal servant, especially when he willingly calls you his master. Things have already become different.]

(Remark 1: The making of Blood Brides has become much easier; there's no need to strictly follow the steps for control. The creation of Blood Slaves, Blood Gladiators, and Bloody Warriors has become more straightforward, requiring just a tiny bit of your fresh blood, and as the fragmentary Abel becomes more complete, the abilities of your Blood Slaves, Blood Gladiators, and Bloody Warriors are further enhanced.)

(Remark 2: The controlled Blood Brides are beginning to stabilize, and even when the fragmentary Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm is affected, they won't self-destruct.)

(Remark 3: Currently, you can have three Blood Brides: 0/3; the number of your Blood Slaves significantly increased to one hundred; 0/100; Blood Gladiators at thirty: 0/30; Bloody Warriors at ten: 1/10; additionally, you can select 13 people to become your next generation bloodkin; currently have: 1/13; when they become your bloodkin, they will receive a certain power enhancement.)

(Remark 4: As Abel becomes more complete, due to more contracts restraining him, he cannot suck blood without your permission.)

(Remark 5: When the wearer dies, the increasingly complete Abel will devour the wearer's body, and if you die, the increasingly complete Abel will self-destruct with you.)

…

The brand-new "Blood of Doting."

Its appearance changed from the pale amber texture to a vivid red, and the texture felt somewhat like crystal.

And the inner attributes were comprehensively strengthened.

Arthur knew well that his vest had gained more opportunities to appear, especially during the full moon when it was indispensable.

And if he were to develop offspring…

The young Spirit Medium, thinking of something, couldn't help but gently tap on the table—

"Maybe I could…"