They all call me Great Master

Upon hearing the promise of the Earl of South Los, Arthur couldn't help but laugh.

It wasn't ridicule.

But rather a sense of 'unexpected gain'.

Involuntarily, Arthur glanced at the XP notification that appeared this morning —

[The promotion of you by the local newspapers in South Los Territory, West Berlin Territory, and Ainhars Territory has started a chain effect. More commoners, wealthy merchants, and nobles who have never heard your name now know of you, with quite a few beginning to recognize you; XP+2000]

[With the departure of the 'Red Knights' and others, your influence among the river pirates is being spread by them, causing more river pirates to fear you; XP+2000]

[Having gained a small district, the 'Inland Church' has reached the pinnacle of fanaticism towards you, viewing you as a miracle; XP+10000]

[The fermentation within West Berlin Territory continues, and the residents there still hold gratitude towards you; XP+5000]

[Driven by those with intent, your name is gradually being equated with 'Calamity'; XP+2000]

[More people in South County have heard your name: XP+1000]

...

XP earnings are still considerable.

But he is still some way away from the threshold of the 'Seventeen Order'.

Moreover, in just one day, the gratitude of the West Berlin residents has shifted from 'increasing by the day' to 'still holding gratitude'.

The acquisition of XP has rapidly declined from 8000 points to 5000 points.

This made Arthur lament the 'forgetfulness' of people when it comes to 'favor'.

Instead, it's the XP garnered under 'fear' and 'faith' that Arthur is increasingly conscious of, considering the actions of those river pirates and the 'Inland Church', Arthur intends to delve deeper.

Of course, that will be later.

Now?

He needs to remind the people of South Los.

And the report given by the Earl of South Los arrived just in time.

As for the elevation of rank and territory?

The former, Arthur is not very concerned about.

In Arthur's view, it is merely a hollow reputation.

On the contrary, he is very fond of land.

With a certain bloodline, Arthur has an innate attachment to land—he is eager to try sowing seeds in the soil and then experiencing the joy of harvest in the autumn.

Previously, he did not have such an opportunity.

Now he does, and Arthur has already started imagining that scene in his mind.

Of course, there will inevitably be some clueless individuals who will jump out.

But as a young, honest, simple, and kind spirit medium, who always loves peace, he certainly won't do anything public.

He would just plant those who obstruct him in farming into the ground.

Along with their families, if necessary.

After all, Arthur considers himself quite adept in matters of human relationships.

With these people neatly together as a family, he has no worries, it's simply a win-win situation.

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on Arthur's lips.

Although separated by the communication crystal, the Countess of South Los seemed to sense Arthur's joy.

Immediately, her little short legs began to wiggle even faster.

To the Countess, Arthur's performance brought her great satisfaction.

See, she is a good lord who is clear about rewards and punishments, isn't she?

With this in mind, the Countess couldn't hold back any longer.

"Arthur, what more good news did you just mention?"

"Count Bert personally killed the 'Little Lion' Gleisa Hamlet!"

Arthur did not hide it any longer.

This piece of news is closely related to the previous one.

Knowing the previous news, it naturally follows to know this.

This is more than just a coincidence.

It's completely integrated.

But how could Arthur, a 'bystander', know these things?

He's just a diligent gatherer of information.

Upon discovering Count Bert declared war on the Inner Bay, he immediately began searching for the reason, only to find that Count Bert had eliminated the 'Little Lion' Gleisa Hamlet.

"Really?!"

This time, the Countess of South Los jumped off her chair, wide-eyed.

This Countess couldn't conceal her shock.

Count Bert declaring war on the Inner Bay and then doing so after taking down the 'Little Lion' Gleisa Hamlet are two different concepts.

The former comes with 'noble rules' and room for redemption.

And the latter?

It is an undying enmity.

Especially when the Old Lion appeared in South Los, the emergence of the latter allowed the Countess to breathe a sigh of relief.

Declare war!

Immediately declare war on the Inner Bay!

Then...

Observe the Old Lion!

The Mother Tigress is convinced that the Old Lion, facing the death of his eldest son, the first heir, will reveal flaws, possibly affecting [Spirituality]!

And at that moment, she will have her opportunity.

Of course, it must be true!

Faced with news that seemed almost too good to be true, the Countess of South Los anxiously awaited Arthur's answer.

"Certainly, Lord Count.

I believe the news will spread quickly.

I hope you can make preparations in advance."

Arthur assured the Countess.

"Excellent!"

The Countess of South Los cheered, bouncing around happily, like a joyous Mother Tigress, completely forgetting her subordinates were around.

It wasn't until she was halfway through hopping that she noticed the others in the study.

Immediately, the Countess cleared her throat several times.

Then, with an air of feigned seriousness, she hopped back onto the chair and said—

"Arthur, is this what you mentioned before about solving South Los' crisis, even possibly taking down the Old Lion?

Very well, you have done well!

Our deal…"

"Wait!"

Just as the Countess of South Los was about to say 'deal closed', Arthur interrupted.

"Hmm?"

Confused, the Countess of South Los made a monosyllabic sound.

"Lord Count, might you have misunderstood something?

How could such a small matter resolve South Los' crisis?

As for taking out the Old Lion?

Where did that even come from?"

Faced with Arthur's barrage of questions, the Countess of South Los was a bit stunned, even at a loss, staring blankly at the communication crystal in front of her.

"Then it is?"

"Please wait for the good news."

With that said, Arthur ended the communication.

The young Southern Lost Spirit Medium could already imagine the look of the Mother Tigress gnashing her teeth once she reacted.

But this was exactly what he needed.

Arthur knew too well how to handle a Mother Tigress who hadn't truly matured.

Especially if he wanted to extract enough benefits from her, with a single glance, Arthur could come up with three feasible plans and twelve backup plans.

Putting away the communication crystal, Arthur took out the [Key].

"Yang Fan!"

Arthur first shouted from the ship's bow, then jumped onto the observation tower.

"Yang Fan!"

After another shout, Arthur walked to the steering wheel, waved his hat, and then placed his hand on the wheel, saying in a more steady voice—

"Set sail!"

In the absence of others, a free Arthur played multiple roles.

Without Pendragon by his side, he was de-stressing himself in his own way.

Meanwhile, in the secret chamber of the Count's Mansion far in South Los, the feared Mother Tigress stared at the communication crystal, cheeks puffed.

The round-faced Countess of South Los pouted.

At the ends of her hair, tiny sparks of electricity began to flicker.

Crackle, crackle.

Amidst the unique sound of current, Madam Susan leaned over—

"My lord, what do you think of Arthur?"