Fierce winds from the sea swept across the entire area of South Los and the ships in the harbor floated up and down, and the seabirds were long gone.

It was dark.

Dark clouds hung over one after another.

The lightning flickered, and there was a roar.

In the shelter sheltered from the rain, several elderly coolies fell to their knees and prayed silently.

He hoped the storm would pass soon.

Otherwise, with the arrival of winter, their home may not be able to survive.

In the warehouse in the distance, the warehouse manager lit the charcoal stove to completely warm up the damp room, and then he took out the wine hidden under the bed, he knew that it was another good day.

Because, he can rest.

A carriage carrying the son of the owner of the warehouse, one of the heirs of the Chamber of Commerce, rushed to the sea, and the heir urged the coachman.

"Hurry up!"

"Faster!"

"I want to feel the breath of the storm!"

The young man standing on the roof of the carriage shouted loudly with open arms.

He seemed to have anticipated how the salon would boast of his heroic deeds in a few days.

However, just as the young man was about to let out a loud laugh and show his 'courage', he froze.

Because—

He saw a man.

Dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thundered, and there was a man in the sky.

The young man was stuck there sluggishly.

Bang!

There was another thunderclap, and the young man blinked, losing the man from his vision.

"Maybe it's wrong?"

The young man rubbed his eyes.

Then, he stopped paying attention to these inconsequential matters, and he came here to prepare for the conversation in the salon in a few days.

The carriage continued on its way, with a flurry of laughter.

Listening to such laughter, the warehouse manager who drank and the coolies hiding under the shack all had envy in their eyes.

Someone was attracted by the carriage moving forward.

Someone is attracted by a sudden storm.

And some people are whispering softly—

"The fearless of the storm, the guardian of the inland sea, the owner and ruler of the southern archipelago, the chief justice, the admirer of the new law......

Storm......

It's terrible! ”

The remote countryside, the outlying manors, the gorgeous villas, the shadows of the streets are either amazed, or feared, or disdainful, or ridiculed.

They all saw the man in the dark clouds and lightning.

They all have their own ideas.

Only Arthur was different.

The young 'medium' standing by the window finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The tigress finally made a move!

And with the end of the opponent's main general, it proves that this secret fight with the old lion in Neiwan should come to an end!

Nanlos should be calm for a while!

As for determining the identity of the other party?

When he saw the figure in the sky, his spirituality, his instincts, told him that it was the master of Nanlos, the Stormborn Fearless, the Countess: Ash. Bonaparte. South Los.

"The Fearless of the Storm?"

"Is this the Storm?"

Arthur muttered softly, but the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.

Facing the Countess of Nanlos, who controlled the storm, Arthur did not panic, let alone be full of fear.

He will only be happy to see the 'new ceiling on the mysterious side'.

Because, this must be the position he can set foot in.

Arthur has unparalleled confidence in his talent [all things eat].

If he is given enough time, he can get to that point.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is now a member of the countess's camp.

'That's the tigress, what about the old lion?'

What will it look like?

The ruler of the holy sword, the lord of the knights, the victor of the Seven Years' War, the owner and ruler of the inner bay, and the pioneer of a new era......

Arthur recalled the name of the old lion and guessed the other party's abilities.

On the side, Maltz was still in horror.

The sheriff was really frightened by what he had just seen.

"A, Arthur, just ......"

"Well, that's what you think."

Arthur knew what his partner was trying to ask.

It's nothing more than whether what you see is real or not.

There is also the question of whether the person in the sky is a countess or not.

Hearing Arthur's affirmative answer, Maltz opened his mouth, and finally, his eyes looked out of the villa with lightning and thunder again - the countess was able to control the storm, the sheriff did not expect it at all, he had experienced strange events before, so he also understood that the nobleman must have some unknown abilities, but he did not think that the 'Fearless One born of the storm' was real, he thought it was an exaggerated description, as if he was born with an earthquake and his mother directly called him a 'son of the earth'.

But he knew what was actually going on.

Maybe the Nanlos family has something to do with the storm, but definitely not to the extent of controlling the storm.

If you can control the storm, is it still human?

That's already God!

Maltz's face was pale, and cold sweat was dripping.

The sheriff thought of some of what he had done.

He's not going to be struck by lightning, is he?

But, in the next moment, the sheriff returned to normal.

For he saw his partner standing by the window with the same face as usual, and there was no fear when he looked at the terrible celestial phenomenon.

Instead......

Laughing?!

The sheriff could have sworn that he really saw his partner smiling at the moment, and his face was full of joy.

In the face of such a terrifying celestial phenomenon, he can laugh and be happy, either crazy or stupid, but he can be sure that his partner is definitely not crazy, let alone stupid.

Then there is only one possibility left -

His partners are able to do the same!

Only in this way will you not be afraid and will laugh!

It was a joy of joy.

That's the excitement of no longer being lonely.

Arthur...... No, could the reason why the elders of the Credos family chose to settle in South Los is to let Arthur wait for his opponent to grow up?

Unconsciously, such a thought popped into Maltz's mind.

Immediately, the sheriff's breath became rapid.

After a moment, he adjusted his breathing, licked his chapped lips, and looked at Arthur's gaze again, with a slight change.

Arthur was keenly aware of the change.

Arthur was ready to comfort his partner when Maltz was pale, but before he could speak, Maltz quickly returned to normal.

This made Arthur sigh, the veteran who has experienced the baptism of war is extraordinary.

But the subsequent changes were not expected by Arthur.

Maltz looked at him with a little more reverence!

There's still a hint of ......

A feeding frenzy??

'What happened?' ’

'Did Maltz misunderstand something?' ’

Arthur thought to himself, but on the surface, he still looked out the window and continued to maintain a faint smile.

And this calm appearance made Maltz more and more sure of his guess.

The sheriff lamented his luck.

I was able to meet a collaborator like Arthur.

No!

He is a collaborator worthy of his support.

Not only because of Arthur's usual performance, but also because of ......

Strength!

Quickly, the sheriff began to think more, and then, his eyes turned to Scott on the side, and he wanted to be prepared.

The young reporter, on the other hand, was intently holding the cat cage where Pendragon was.

Suddenly, he noticed something and immediately shouted-

"Arthur, Pan seems to have lost a beard!"

(End of chapter)