They all call me Great Master-Chapter 554 - 551 three big gray wolves, one little sheep!

Jimte despised trouble, so he refused trouble.

Kalal despised trouble, so he became trouble.

Hayes despised trouble, so he stayed away from trouble.

But, the three of them had one thing in common, that was when trouble really became unavoidable, they would not fear trouble, let alone flee from it.

After all...

If I cannot solve trouble, can I not solve the person who causes trouble?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the deck, the sailors began firing under the captain's command.

There were bullets as well as crossbow arrows.

But, before these bullets and arrows could get close, Kalal stepped forward and drew his twin swords—

Clang!

The twin swords were unsheathed.

As if with a single sound.

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The blade of the swords brought about a series of sharp gusts.

Both bullets and arrows were sliced into two amidst this sharp wind.

The sailors on the deck were dumbfounded.

The captain was even more pale with shock.

Clearly, the captain hadn't expected to encounter such a situation.

"Raise the mainsail!

Quick! Quick!

All of you go row the boat!"

The swordsmanship that Kalal displayed made the captain realize that they had no way to confront Kalal head-on.

Naturally, the only option was to run!

But before the sailors could take action, Jimte, standing on the shore, gave a bashful smile—

Crack!

The heavy anchor seemed to be attracted by something, as the winch was snapped straight off.

The anchor smashed directly into the inland river.

The next moment, the iron chain connecting the ship and anchor was taut.

Squeak! Squeak!

Amidst the teeth-grinding sound, the ship that was previously moving slowly was now pulled to a stop and began to spin and tilt.

"What a bloodline to envy!"

Hayes said this, his eyes already searching the inland river and spotting the bobbing Alvis Hamlet, the nephew of Count Bert, who then raised his palm.

Immediately, the unconscious members of the Golden Lion Family were lifted from the river out of nowhere and flew towards Hayes.

When Jimte, Kalal, and Hayes saw Alvis's eye-catching golden hair, they all narrowed their eyes in unison.

The three of them clearly thought of something.

Although the answer needed to be confirmed, that was not difficult.

Kalal, who had never intended to let those on the ship go, let out a ferocious laugh—

"This is really something to look forward to!

Don't disappoint me!"

With that, Kalal swung his sword, and a tree large enough to require a two-person embrace fell straight down.

As the tree was about to hit the ground, Kalal turned around and kicked the cross-section where the blade had cut.

Bang!

The tree flew straight towards that ship.

And Kalal himself leaped onto the flying tree.

This noble scion grinned, laughing loudly.

"You guys, give me some fun!"

Boom!

The tree crashed into the spinning ship, breaking the deck apart, but the sailors on board didn't care about that anymore; they stared in horror at Kalal who was walking out from deep inside the ship's hold, their weapons trembling with their own fears.

As ordinary people, at most they would be river pirates under the captain's orders.

They had never encountered a non-human like Kalal.

Watching Kalal approach, the sailors lost all fighting spirit and immediately turned to jump overboard.

"Escaping isn't very gentlemanly."

Hayes spoke such words, his gaze sweeping over the sailors who had jumped ship.

Ka, ka!

With each crisp sound, the necks of the sailors who had jumped were twisted and broken.

Meanwhile, Jimte had already begun checking Alvis Hamlet's wounds.

"A blow to the back, he instinctively dodged the fatal wound.

This guy really lacks experience.

However, this poison is quite interesting, it's actually a mix of Fangting Grass and Night Orchid."

Jimte said this, his lips curling into a smile.

This kind of mixed poison was not ordinary.

Fangting Grass is a high-end spice that can effectively remove fishy smells while providing the human body with plenty of beneficial substances.

And Night Orchid was an ingredient highly sought after by ladies of the high society during the 'Silver Age' for making perfume.

It wasn't until the 'Gentleman Thief' Carmen discovered that a mixture of the two was a highly effective paralysis potion, that they gradually disappeared from the high society parties.

But their already expensive prices became even more so.

After all, they were really effective.

So much so that many pharmacists of the time would switch professions to search for Fangting Grass and Night Orchid.

These pharmacists hoped to cultivate the two plants, but the growing conditions were too demanding, requiring not only special topographical environments but also irrigation with Arcane Creature saliva for Fangting Grass, and Arcane Creature feces as fertilizer for Night Orchid, with the slightest deviation resulting in failure.

Added to that was the uncontrollability of Arcane Creatures.

Pharmacists quickly gave up on cultivating Fangting Grass and Night Orchid.

And the wild Fangting Grass and Night Orchid began to rapidly disappear.

Only a few powerful forces were left cultivating strains!

Therefore, Jimte was certain that the blond man before him was likely as they had speculated—he came from Inner Bay and must be a person from the Golden Lion Family.

Jimte kept bandaging Alvis Hamlet while pondering.

At that moment, Kalal walked over, carrying the body of the captain.

Hayes nonchalantly pried open the mouth of the dead.

"Tsk, chose the double-layer fish bladder, it's Inner Bay craftsmanship," Hayes stated with certainty.

To be on the safe side, he had studied such knowledge beforehand.

Like in Bert Territory, they preferred to use pine resin.

In Seberlin, the poison's shell was also a fish bladder, but the poison had changed to that of a certain blue dart frog, unlike the mineral toxins more commonly chosen by Bert Territory and Inner Bay.

Hayes then turned his gaze to Jimte and Kalal.

"Who's first?" asked the nephew of Count Bert.

"I'm not suitable," Kalal volunteered, stepping back.

"You're more suitable," Hayes said, looking at Jimte, also choosing to step back.

Then the two of them took the body and vanished into concealment.

Jimte shrugged helplessly.

He took out a small vial, waved it under the nose of the man before him.

"Ah!"

Alvis Hamlet, who had been unconscious, took a breath and instantly woke up. He instinctively tried to get up, but as soon as he moved, the pain in his lower back made the young man let out a scream.

"Don't move, your injuries are severe, and you've been poisoned," Jimte immediately turned to support Alvis, his shy face showing a hint of worry and a trace of guilt.

The young member of the Golden Lion Family looked at the shy young man's worried face, especially after seeing that trace of guilt, and immediately felt a sense of fondness.

And so, about an hour later, Arthur received the news that Alvis Hamlet had been set up by the first son of the Old Lion.

'This seems like a good opportunity...

A too united Golden Lion Family is not good.'

Arthur thought to himself, his lips curling into a smile.

As for the 'safe trip to Inner Bay,' Arthur's confidence grew.

Of course, Arthur wouldn't mind a bit more assurance.

So, his gaze fell on the words before him.