They all call me Great Master

What surprised and shocked Arthur was a painting.

To be precise, it was a portrait with an oak wood frame, yet the frame was broken and half a person high.

The painting depicted Count Bert.

Just like Count Bert now standing before Arthur.

Of course, these are not the main points.

The main point is——

[Name: Hallward's Masterpiece (Damaged)]

[Type: Other Items]

[Quality: Ⅴ]

[Attributes: 1, Imprint, 2, Undying]

[Remarks: Hallward was an obscure painter, but he possessed an unimaginable obsession, an obsession with beauty. He believed in recording the most beautiful things in the world.

For this, Hallward's friend, Lord Henry, greatly approved.

So, Lord Henry found a young man of remarkable beauty for Hallward.

Upon seeing this young man, Hallward decided to start painting.

This painter took the pigments prepared by his friend Lord Henry and entered a countryside studio specially prepared by his friend for what would be his peak and final creation.

What this painter did not know was that his friend's pigments contained a vial of 'Time Dragon' blood.

Nor did this painter know that the countryside studio was filled with rituals and distortions.

This painter believed he was painting the beautiful young man, but the final result was Lord Henry.

This lord sought to achieve immortality through the painter's brush.

The lord succeeded, but also failed.

The plan succeeded.

But the lord underestimated the painter's obsession with his work. At the last moment, the painter sensed something was wrong.

The painter could not destroy the ritual but could destroy his own painting, even at the cost of his life!

Both the painter and the lord died.

The young man took the painting and fled far away, burying the secret forever until a grave robber named Bet stumbled across the strange tombs in the young man's hometown]

...

[Imprint: Attach your own portrait to the masterpiece and enjoy the 'undying' gift]

[Undying: Time remains forever at that moment]

(Note 1: The masterpiece suffered irreversible damage at birth, causing the permanent loss of some original capabilities, and moreover, adding a curse. When the masterpiece is damaged, the one with the imprint will suffer irreversible harm, and when the masterpiece is completely destroyed, the one with the imprint will permanently die, including the soul dissipating)

(Note 2: During imprinting, professional painting, carving, or printing skills are required)

(Note 3: The Time Dragon's blood stopped the time of the 'masterpiece' imprinted, thus granting a similar 'undying' power, but also forfeiting all potential, unable to further develop strength)

(Note 4: The masterpiece can be damaged by supernatural power, but only 'demigod'-level power can truly destroy the masterpiece)

...

Arthur stared at [Hallward's Masterpiece], his eyes fixed.

The young Southern Lost Spirit Medium admitted his youth for the first time.

Such an item as [Hallward's Masterpiece] actually existed.

More importantly, this was still a damaged item, yet even so, it fulfilled in some way the concept of 'undying'.

If it were perfect, not damaged, Arthur couldn't imagine its power.

'Time Dragon?'

Arthur pondered the long-vanished dragon.

Then, through Fujin's vision, he looked towards the Little Lion and Count Bert——

"Come, let's play a game!"

Arthur's tone was filled with amusement.

Arthur did not hide this at all.

Upon hearing these words, both the Little Lion and Count Bert changed color.

The Little Lion sensed Arthur's malice.

Count Bert looked even more unpleasant.

His trump card was taken away.

It was a matter of life and death.

More importantly, the Lord Count confirmed that Arthur had already mastered the origins of that item.

Mastered its origins.

Naturally aware of its use.

At this thought, the Lord Count could barely breathe.

This was his first time feeling so troubled.

And it was his last time feeling freedom.

Without a doubt, the Lord Count already knew what game Arthur wanted to play.

In fact?

It was indeed like this!

"Count Bert, shall we play a game of eliminating Gleisa within one minute, how about that?"

The Crow's mouth uttered words of calamity.

Count Bert said nothing, immediately taking action.

Life pinched in Arthur's hand, Count Bert knew exactly what to do at this moment.

As for betting on whether Arthur could truly destroy that painting?

Count Bert dared not bet.

Therefore, Count Bert's offensive exceeded before.

The acid sprayed out like a burst fire hydrant.

In almost an instant, the house was no more.

The Little Lion in the house was utterly corroded.

The Little Lion did not want to escape.

But couldn't.

Previously, seeing Count Bert, he had tried to flee using his powers, but clearly, the nearby area had been set up with a ritual targeting him, making his powers ineffective.

Now?

The Three-Eyed Crow was there too, along with the Southern Lost Spirit Medium standing behind it.

The Little Lion knew he couldn't escape.

So——

"I am the Heir of the Inner Bay, Gleisa Hamlet!

The one who kills me…"

Poof!

The Little Lion shouted aloud.

He wanted to announce the culprit's identity.

He died.

But the Golden Lion Family still existed.

As long as the Golden Lion Family existed, he wouldn't die in vain.

His father would surely avenge him.

However, the Little Lion's words had not finished before Count Bert's acid covered his face.

Under the corrosive acid, the Little Lion's face and mouth dissolved instantly.

Next, his entire body.

In moments, the Little Lion vanished without a trace.

Leaving only a crystal the size of a fingertip.

Count Bert picked up the crystal, his face stern, body slightly stiff as he walked towards Fujin.

Then, the Lord Count knelt on one knee, presenting the crystal with both hands——

[Name: Key]

[Type: Other Items]

[Quality: Hero]

[Attributes: Open]

[Remarks: This was the flagship young Lion crafted at great expense, comparable to the four legendary battleships, intending to ride the Lion through the coastal areas and venture into the high seas. But an unexpected encounter with you made him sink without a trace]

...

[Open: Holding the key, approaching the Lion, can open the 'Lion']

...

Through Fujin's eyes, Arthur looked at this key, and then, the Crow's eyes locked onto Count Bert.

The invisible pressure made the Count's cheek twitch slightly.

But soon, the Lord Count took a deep breath and shouted loudly——

"The murderer of Gleisa Hamlet, Rondo Hart Bet!"