They all call me Great Master-Chapter 740 - 737: The Descent of the God VII

Reason and emotion are like a pair of rebellious twins.

They argue with each other, shout insults, and occasionally come to blows.

But,

when the stakes are high enough, emotion will always give way.

Because—

Emotion: Reason is right!

Of course, that's not without exceptions.

There are, many times over.

For example: Love and affection!

The love between men and women!

The love of parents!

The affection between friends!

These can all make reason crumble and admit defeat to emotion.

Unfortunately for Yekaterina, there's none of this when it comes to Arthur.

Similarly, Arthur has none of this for Yekaterina.

In Yekaterina's eyes, Arthur is nothing more than a business partner who maintains the dignity and interests of the West Berlin Family.

And in Arthur's eyes?

Yekaterina is even more direct—a pawn!

Not just Yekaterina, but also her father, the Marquess of West Berlin, is a pawn!

So, when Yekaterina approached him with a forced smile, Arthur instinctively stepped back—one step that left Yekaterina stunned.

The eldest daughter of the Marquess of West Berlin stood there, dumbfounded, as she caught a flash of discomfort and...

Reluctance?!

Arthur is reluctant?!

The Marquess of West Berlin's eldest daughter was first taken aback, then angry.

Taken aback, because of Arthur's attitude.

She had imagined a lot of scenarios, but never did she think that Arthur would step back.

Angry, also because of Arthur's attitude.

She was fully prepared to be bitten by a dog, but what happened?

The dog seemed to find her distasteful!

What's the meaning of this?

Am I that unattractive?

Or is Marinda so beautiful that she astonishes the world?

Impossible?!

I've seen her portrait.

It's just...

Average!

Yes, average!

The turbulent emotions inside Yekaterina started to assert themselves, and then the Marquess of West Berlin's eldest daughter found herself feeling rather absurd.

Even a smile surfaced on the lady's face.

She found herself laughable.

As the eldest daughter of the Marquess of West Berlin, Yekaterina had been exposed to far too many noble machinations from a young age and understood all too well the meaning of "uneasy lies the head that wears a crown."

She was well aware that as she officially took to the stage of the West Berlin Territory, her father's 'protection' would start to wane.

Although he would still be her strongest support, there were times when she could only rely on herself.

Otherwise...

Whispers of 'lack of decorum, breach of etiquette, inability to discern right from wrong, a confused fool' and the like would spread.

Even if her father was determined to let her inherit West Berlin, it would become fraught with difficulty.

Therefore, she had to work hard to exclude these things.

But facing Arthur, she wasn't sure of herself.

Last night, Arthur had made too deep an impression on the lady.

Not just his indifferent demeanor, but also that confidence of having everything under control.

And...

His overwhelming strength!

As layer upon layer unfolded, the lady had already started to imagine the worst-case scenario!

But when the time came, she suddenly realized that she had thought too much.

Isn't that funny?

Of course not.

It's not funny at all that the Southern Lost Spirit Medium would step back in the face of a lady!

Especially against the backdrop of last night's demeanor, confidence, and strength, this sudden retreat was such a contrast that Yekaterina could hardly believe her own eyes.

But, her eyes told her it was real!

Subconsciously, the lady took another step forward.

Instinctively, Arthur took another step back, his brows also slightly furrowed.

Ha!

Yekaterina laughed out loud.

However, her noble upbringing caused the lady to cover her mouth and nose with a folding fan, revealing only her emerald eyes, which were intently fixed on Arthur—

"Are you afraid of something?"

As she spoke, the lady took another step forward.

This time, Arthur did not retreat.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't retreat any further.

Behind him was the Inland River, and another step back would mean falling into the Inland River.

"Not afraid."

Arthur first shook his head, then said very plainly,

"I'm allergic to women."

Yekaterina's eyes widened in surprise.

Clearly, the lady had not anticipated Arthur would use such an excuse.

Although it was preposterous, the lady felt a bit envious.

"Miss Caesar is very good, isn't she?"

"Hmm."

Arthur nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth turning up.

Seeing that smile, Yekaterina suddenly understood what 'happiness' meant—previously, she could not imagine what happiness looked like, but upon seeing this smile, the lady knew.

When you mention Marinda, and Arthur smiles, that's what happiness is.

Yekaterina, who had intended only to make a courtesy visit, suddenly found herself envying the 'Lady of the Eternal Night' a bit.

"The ship is leaving soon.

Thank you for seeing me off."

Arthur said his farewells and prepared to leave hastily.

This eager-to-leave-her presence made Yekaterina's envy grow stronger.

The lady knew well why Arthur acted this way.

It was the love for the 'Lady of the Eternal Night'.

Unreserved.

His actions were a declaration of his unreserved love.

Unconsciously, Yekaterina's breathing became hurried.

Even though she grew up in a Great Noble family full of intrigues, Yekaterina had not been ignorant of true love.

Her father and mother were an example of it.

But her mother was dead now.

Only her father remained, hiding in a place unseen by the common eye, shedding quiet tears—though in public, the Marquess of West Berlin was cunning and overbearing, when alone, her father was really just an old man who rambled on, not only recounting past anecdotes with her mother but also sharing advice on how to handle certain matters.

Just like an annoying little old man.

But, very real.

She had thought her father and mother were unique.

Yet, there were others!

Arthur, Marinda!

'When will I encounter a man like my father?' the lady pondered, her eyes unconsciously drifting toward Arthur.

Arthur, yes.

But not for her.

She was too late.

When such thoughts suddenly surfaced, Yekaterina was startled, then she blurted out—

"The 'Red Knights' have set up many men and traps in the Inland River area of Ainhars Territory, they've been summoned by the 'Little Lion'.

Also!

There are a variety of other fellows who have joined them with the support of the local nobility in Ainhars Territory."

The Red Knights, the biggest river pirates along the Inland River shore of Ainhars Territory.

They harassed not just Ainhars Territory but Bert and West Berlin Territory as well.

The eldest son of the Old Lion had indeed summoned them, and now, with the addition of various other fellows...

It was perfect!

At this moment, Arthur wasn't worried about having too many enemies, but that the scene wouldn't be grand enough!

All the preceding events were for this moment, weren't they?

Whew!

Arthur let out a small breath, his deep eyes sparkling, and the young face of the Southern Lost Spirit Medium was full of bright smiles—

He was going to cause a stir!

He was going to make it known to the world!