They all call me Great Master
Chapter 839 - 836 Chain Reaction II

Gresah Hamlet is definitely a deeply scheming person.

And something that could make such a person involuntarily cry out in surprise is, of course, extremely unexpected — he never thought that the spy he had planted beside Baro Hamlet had long been discovered.

That's right!

Discovered!

Although the news just indicated that that bastard Jimte had coerced that fool Xing to pass on the message to Baro Hamlet that 'they shared a mistress.'

But, with Joel Colman's move.

Everything became clear.

That uncle, whom he deemed a waste, had always been in disguise.

Moreover…

The other party is still plotting something at this moment.

'Damn it! Damn it! Really damn it!'

Gleisa Hamlet cursed insanely in his heart.

He now wished nothing more than to return to the Inner Bay immediately and eliminate that waste who deceived him.

But…

What about Bert Territory here?

The arrow is already on the string here.

If he returns to the Inner Bay at this moment, everything here will be irrelevant to him.

Thinking about the benefits brought by Bert Territory, the Little Lion weighed his options.

And about the next second, the Little Lion made a decision.

Bert Territory!

He chose Bert Territory!

It's not that he discarded his foundational stronghold in the Inner Bay, but that he planned to return to the Inner Bay with a major victory in Bert Territory, and then make a decisive move!

After making the decision, the Little Lion didn't hesitate anymore.

But instead began to 'accelerate.'

He intended to accelerate for Depro.

...

With the 'Oriental' departing, Diliven was left bewildered.

This second son of Count Bert had eyes as small as mung beans filled with a kind of confusion.

The plan wasn't like this, right?

Standing at Rondohart Port, he looked at the Inland River.

At this moment, the 'Oriental' had long disappeared from sight.

His reinforced fist landed on an empty spot, making Diliven extremely uncomfortable.

He paced directly on the deck bridge.

Arthur and such things obviously weren't important.

What's important was Depro!

And Peigi!

Both these guys have to die!

But without Arthur as the excuse to 'cover,' does it mean direct confrontation?

Thinking about this, Diliven's gaze unconsciously swept over the people hidden in the shadows — twenty Death Warriors, that's one of his trump cards.

Without Arthur to disguise as a 'cover,' appearing in the open like this, with his brother's keen senses, it would definitely be discovered.

'Can't wait any longer!

If I wait any longer...

I'm the one who's going to die!'

Thinking of this, Diliven subtly waved at the Death Warriors.

Immediately, these Death Warriors sprang into action.

He was ready to take the initiative.

Almost simultaneously, Peigi also made a decision—

'Can't sit back and do nothing anymore!'

This youngest son of Count Bert, with eyes like mung beans, had a ferocious look on his face.

Looking at the fifteen Death Warriors beside him, a grim smile appeared on Peigi's face.

"Gentlemen, I need your power now!

Bring me Depro's head!

I shall grant you supreme glory!"

After speaking, Peigi mounted his horse, charging out directly.

Behind him were fifteen Death Warriors and two hundred private soldiers.

Everyone rode on horseback.

As the warhorses galloped, the raised Thunder Guns resounded like thunder, their large muzzles glinting with cold gleams.

Almost immediately, the residents inside Rondohart Port noticed something different, starting from one point and then spreading in all directions.

In just a few minutes, the entire Rondohart Port became silent.

In springtime, the ducks in the water know first.

The locals know first whether there's chaos or not.

"Crude! Brute!

Absolutely no noble demeanor!

They are no different from those barbarians!

Do they not understand that war is also an art?"

Alvis Hamlet listened to reports from his subordinates and almost burst out laughing upon learning that Diliven and Peigi chose to launch an assault.

You see, just moments ago, he didn't know what to do.

The 'Oriental' not docking at Rondohart Port for resupply thoroughly disrupted his plans.

But just at that time, Diliven and Peigi made a choice for him.

This made Alvis feel a sense of destiny's favor.

"Sir!

Depro has also launched!"

A stalker who was gathering information reported to Alvis.

Overjoyed!

Hahaha!

In spite of himself, this young member of the Golden Lion Family laughed out loud.

"Will they collide?"

Alvis asked.

"Yes!

They will meet on Suke Street!"

Beside him, a Death Warrior spread out a detailed map of Rondohart Port, raising a hand to point at one spot.

Looking at that location, Alvis pondered.

The next moment—

"Can we locate that bastard Gleisa?"

This member of the Golden Lion Family inquired.

This time, both the stalkers and the Death Warriors shook their heads.

Compared to the brightly visible Depro, Diliven, and Peigi, Gleisa was like a viper at night.

Absolutely untraceable.

"In that case..."

Alvis wasn't angry.

Being a member of the Golden Lion Family, he was fully aware of how powerful Gleisa's talent was. Although his stalkers and Death Warriors were his father's trump card, if they could truly lock down on Gleisa, then the trump card wouldn't be a trump card, but rather a true ace.

Thinking of this, the young member of the Golden Lion Family looked at the Death Warriors nearby—

"Two of you come.

I need you to go to Suke Street.

Wait until Depro, Diliven, and Peigi are in an all-out fight, then rush out and shout 'Stop, this is Gleisa's conspiracy,' got it?"

No doubt, this was a death mission.

But for the Death Warriors, isn't this what they're here for?

"Yes, sir."

Two individuals stepped out from the Death Warriors, saluted, and then left quickly.

After seeing the two leave, Alvis's arrangements didn't cease.

He clearly understood what his mission was for this time.

To take out Gleisa!

That was the ultimate objective!

But Depro, Diliven, and Peigi, the three wastes, most likely couldn't eliminate Gleisa.

Therefore, Count Bert's intervention was necessary.

Only...

'Count Bert! '

Alvis savored this name.

The young man of the Golden Lion Family's eyes showed gravity.

Within noble circles, there were many rumors concerning Count Bert.

Not those tabloid stories, but rather…

A Monster!

In the rumors, Count Bert is a monster.

And he didn't think he should get close to this monster.

Therefore, he quickly decided to send the Death Warriors.

Moreover, to ensure the mission was foolproof, Alvis dispatched half of the Death Warriors.

After doing all that, Alvis let out a long breath.

"Now, we just have to wait!"

Alvis said with a smile.

It's just that, this young member of the Golden Lion Family completely missed the sight of a pitch-black crow perched on a branch outside the window, quietly watching it all.

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