They all call me Great Master

Looking at the message in his hand, Gleisa Hamlet let out a contemptuous smile.

"Hayes, is this your backup plan?

This is what you rely on?

Relying on two useless people?

You really are too naive!"

Muttering to himself, the Little Lion casually tossed the message aside.

For the Little Lion, since he intended to force Hayes into submission, it was natural to have everything under his control. Otherwise, if he failed to coerce, he would make an enemy.

Therefore, the Little Lion knew Hayes had invited Alvis.

Moreover, the Little Lion's people had followed Alvis the moment he stepped out.

The carriage had undergone some disguise.

But the dressed-up Alvis was simply like a deer painted with multicolored paint, not only big but also conspicuous.

The Little Lion even knew how to access the secret room of that vacation manor.

Only when everything is under control can one be superior.

The Little Lion's confidence stemmed from this.

'My useless uncle is so eager to play all his cards, it really makes me want to get rid of you.'

Without that Hidden Guard, it would be too easy for the Little Lion to get rid of Baro.

In fact, the Little Lion didn't need to use the Spy hidden beside Baro; he could simply dispatch someone from outside to kill Baro outright.

However, the Little Lion only thought about it and did not act.

Because—

His father.

His father had expressly forbidden it, not allowing him to do so.

"A merciful father."

Gleisa whispered to himself.

Then, he directly said—

"Increase surveillance on Dieudonne and Pistri."

No one responded.

But the Little Lion knew his people had already taken action.

Compared to the useless Baro father and son, Gleisa paid more attention to his two brothers, especially as he would be fully focused on the Bert Territory in the coming days. This focus was even more imperative.

If something unexpected happened to surprise him...

He wouldn't mind employing some excessive means.

Even if his father disallowed it.

'Oh, my dear brothers, please don't make it difficult for me!'

With this lamentation in his heart, the Little Lion promptly issued a new order—

"Keep an eye on 'the East' for me!

I want to know the Spirit Medium's every move!"

After speaking, the Little Lion narrowed his eyes slightly.

A cold and menacing look appeared in his gaze.

"I don't care whether you are a member of the Golden Lion Family, nor do I want to know if you are, nor will I inquire who is backing you.

You are doomed!"

As the words fell, the Little Lion clenched his fist.

At the same time—

Inside the holiday manor, Hayes picked up a potent spirit mixed with orange juice, pomegranate juice, and pineapple juice, skillfully shaking it.

"Sour, sweet, and spicy, that's enough."

This nephew of Count Bert muttered quietly.

Lady Manta, standing beside him, rolled her eyes.

The lady could tell that Hayes was confident of winning.

Otherwise, at this moment, Hayes would have already gone to rest instead of mixing himself a 'Victory Wine' here.

"Why are you always so confident?"

Manta thought of the bet she made with this scoundrel before.

Although she had long conceded, women, even if they concede, will find a way to give you trouble; if you don't deal with it, small troubles can become big problems.

Hayes, being someone who disliked trouble, naturally knew how to deal with it.

Hayes set down his 'Victory Wine' and walked to Manta, pulling her up from the couch with a court dance pose.

Then, he began to gracefully dance with Manta in the small hall.

"Manta, it's not that I am always confident.

But I know that the people around me will give me absolute support.

Like…

You!"

Saying this, Hayes extended his arm straight, pulling back directly.

The nephew of Count Bert looked at the lady in his arms, his voice becoming increasingly gentle—

"The support you give me, and the skills I've learned from you, are the source of my confidence. Without the extensive behavior records of Gleisa and Alvis that you provided, how could I have set up this layout?

Thank you, Manta."

Tenderness and sincerity welled up in Hayes's eyes.

At this moment, the nephew of Count Bert had his eyes only on Manta.

And Lady Manta?

She had already raised her hand to encircle Hayes's neck, then lifted her head, standing on her tiptoes.

After a kiss deep enough to leave anyone breathless, the lady, cheeks flushed, released Hayes, but she couldn't help worrying about Hayes's plan.

What if Hayes's plan fails?

She didn't want Hayes to fail.

So unnecessary factors must be eliminated.

Hayes saw the look on Manta's face.

Immediately, the nephew of Count Bert knew he had not only overcome another difficulty but had also given Manta something to occupy her time recently. At least for the next few days, she wouldn't trouble him again.

'I just want some peace by my ear.

And I won't be lazy.'

Hayes petitioned for himself in his heart.

Then, the nephew of the Earl pulled Manta's hand once more, leading her towards the bedroom; with the other hand, he conveniently grabbed the 'Victory Wine'—

"Manta, you have done enough.

Please leave the rest to me.

Besides, we are not fighting alone now."

The blushing Lady Manta was stunned for two seconds before realizing Hayes was referring to Jimte and Kalal.

Regarding these two, Lady Manta held them in quite high esteem.

Therefore, the lady nodded slightly.

Subsequently, the bedroom door closed.

The Night Patrol passing through the manor dimmed their oil lamps unconsciously.

Isn't that what midnight should be like?

"That bastard Hayes!"

Kalal, upon returning to his own room, directly cursed, causing Jimte, who had just returned to his room, to pop his head out again—the suite at Storm Inn came with two bedrooms, one on the east side and the other on the west, with a living room and hallway in between.

"What's wrong?"

Jimte inquired.

Without speaking, Kalal handed the note that Hayes personally wrote over to Jimte—it wasn't in the common language, nor the Glyphic Language, but in encrypted script.

A kind usually used during their exchanges.

On it, Hayes fully explained his plan, as well as the actions Gleisa and Alvis would take in the coming days.

This note had naturally been left long ago.

It was before the contract.

The contract is indeed fearsome.

But one can always find workarounds.

Everyone knows this.

Yet many cannot accomplish it.

However, this does not include Hayes.

Having anticipated all of this, Hayes had naturally prepared in advance.

The purpose of Hayes leaving this note?

Besides reminding the two, and hoping they would inform Arthur,

it was also…

to remind the two not to disrupt his plan with their actions.

The former was naturally not an issue for Kalal, as it fell within his responsibilities.

But the latter was somewhat unbearable for Kalal.

Because Kalal was sure that Hayes's real intent was not to remind but to show off!

To show off that he was one step ahead!

And why leave the note for him?

And not for Jimte?

That bastard!

Instantly, the young man felt he must tell Lady Manta about Hayes's flirtation with the daughter of the Storm Inn's owner.

But that would be for later.

Now?

The notification must be sent to the lord.

The two did not immediately use the communication crystal to contact Arthur.

Although the communication crystal cannot be listened to, the traces of its use can be detected by those with acute Spirituality, and the two knew that among the stalkers around the Storm Inn, such people were definitely not few.

So—

The two needed these stalkers to lend them a hand.

After all, these stalkers themselves were part of their plan.

As Hayes's plan commenced, they too needed to expedite their pace.

Kalal and Jimte exchanged a glance.

Following that, the two smiled simultaneously.