Arthur thought of the Dead Poets Society.

According to Portleeman's description, the 'Dead Poets Society' and the Old Lion of the Inner Bay have a considerable degree of cooperation!

You know, he's the 'Son of Death'!

With the help of the 'Dead Poets Society', it shouldn't be difficult to get close to the old lion's gold mine.

But in addition to Portleyman, the 'Left Leader', the 'Dead Poets Society' also has a 'Right Patriarch'!

Compared with Portleyman, the 'right patriarch' Ahrad cares more about Arthur.

Although he hadn't met each other, and Portleeman didn't introduce each other more, Arthur could guess that the current 'Dead Poets Society' had always been under the control of the other party.

If he wants to truly use the power of the 'Dead Poets Society', he must obtain the approval of the other party.

Or......

The other party died.

Arthur touched his chin, then shook his head.

He knew too little about the Dead Poets Society.

There is no absolute certainty, it is better to maintain the status quo.

As for the old lion's gold mine?

'I wonder if the countess is interested?' ’

Arthur pondered.

Then, thoughts began to spread.

Can the old lion's gold mine be used as a 'flashpoint' to completely detonate the contradictions between the nobles in Neiwan and Nanjun, and then ......

Let the old lion be attacked by the group!

And in order to do this, you have to make the old lion show weakness enough!

And there is, benefits!

The latter is good to say, and the gold mine is the best interest.

And the former?

It seems like all it looks like is it.

As long as you are 'ready to fly', then you have to send it!

Of course, this is only one side.

It can be said that it is Plan A!

Arthur, who is a 'psychic medium', also thought of Plan B.

And that's—

'Unite' the old lion and annex the nobles from all over the South County!

Sideways jumping?

No, no, no!

It's just a 'psychic' improvisation.

What bad intentions could he have, a young, upright, simple, and kind 'medium'?

He is not a conspirator, how could he do such a terrible thing as provoking a war?

He just wanted to be able to return to South Los after walking around the inner bay in peace, and if he could, it would be better to taste the gold mines by the way.

"You're right, Pan?"

Arthur bent down to pick up Pendragon as he passed by his lap and asked softly.

"Meow!"

The cat looked disgusted.

After experiencing the [Cat's Orange] ceremony, Pendragon not only increased his [physique] and [spirituality], but also had a qualitative change in wisdom.

Although it didn't know what Arthur was asking it about.

But the cat's instinct tells it that it's definitely not a good thing.

"What?

Do you also agree that it is right to redistribute a person's fortune according to their IQ, pumping out the part of the money that does not match their IQ?

Pan, Dad told you, it's a scam!

We 'mediums' never deceive! ”

Arthur looked at his kitten with a serious face.

Pan:......

Pendragon looked at Arthur with a bewildered face, as if he couldn't believe how Arthur could say such outrageous words without changing his face.

"Meow! Meow! ”

Immediately, Pendragon began to retort.

In the excitement, Pendragon's cries were all connected, and he almost spoke angrily.

"Alright, alright.

I know, I know.

No problem, I understand you, but you can't be a fraudster, as a 'psychic' kitten, you must remember that we 'psychics' never deceive people. ”

Arthur looked like he understood Pendragon.

Pendragon tilted his head, completely ignoring Arthur.

Then, homeopathically, I saw the grinning Kulich.

That's you!

Why are you laughing?

Are you laughing at me?

"Meow!"

In a raised tone, Pendragon burst out of Arthur's arms and headed straight for Kulic.

Kulich smacked Pendragon with a bewildered face.

What's wrong with it?

It didn't do anything, huh?

It just squatted there, sticking out its tongue.

Arthur watched the cats and dogs chase after each other in the room.

He thinks it's better to have a lively 2 Kirk Street.

At the very least, it will make him feel at home.

When Pendragon was lying there with his belly turned over and gasping for breath, and Kuliqi squatted aside and watched silently, hesitating whether to lick Pendragon's fur to show friendship, Arthur directly picked up Pendragon, raised his hand and stuffed a ball of 'death breath' into Kuliqi's mouth, this cat and dog war was over.

Arthur, who was lying back on the futon, closed his eyes.

Kulić, who happily swallowed the 'breath of death', wagged his tail and stood guard in the hallway.

Arthur's breathing became longer.

The young 'medium' has a feeling that tomorrow is another long day.

He needs to sleep more.

In fact, Arthur's hunch was quickly validated -

In the early hours of the morning, five o'clock.

Malinda appeared at 2 Kirk Street.

"We got Baron da Kemir's estate before seven o'clock, and it is 25 kilometers from South Los, so we need to leave immediately."

Malinda, who was holding a pipe, directly lifted Arthur's quilt.

The lady knew that Arthur was not in the habit of sleeping naked.

"Do you know what time it is?

Five!

I didn't go to bed until half past four! ”

Arthur emphasized.

"You can catch up on sleep on the road."

Malinda took a puff of her pipe, puffing out the smoke heavily.

This time, even the lethargic Arthur noticed that something was wrong.

"Sure enough, you're a woman, too.

It's only for a few days of the month that I think you're a woman. ”

Arthur exclaimed.

Call!

Much thicker than before, the smoke enveloped Arthur.

Malinda didn't say a word, but her gaze became more serious.

This made Arthur subconsciously bow his head.

He thought that when he fell asleep, he accidentally took off his pants automatically.

However, the pajama pants are still firmly worn on the body.

"What the hell is going on?

Don't tell me, did you really pull up your aunt? ”

Arthur snorted as he spoke, trying to smell if there was something unusual about Malinda.

Suddenly, a flush appeared on Malinda's cheeks.

But the next moment, the lady put on a straight face again.

Then, after taking two more puffs of his pipe, he asked earnestly—

"Arthur, do you like me?"

"Huh?"

Arthur looked confused.

He didn't know what he had done to make Malinda have such a misunderstanding.

He just wants multiple weaknesses, not really one weakness.

He wanted to explain, but Malinda was straight.

"Then do you look down on me?"

"Huh?"

Arthur was even more confused.

What happened?

What's going on?

And Malinda's words continued.

"It's not about liking, it's not about hating......

Then you want me to marry you?

But I declare in advance, no matter what, I will not marry you! ”

In a series of puzzling words, Arthur finally came to his senses, and looked at Malinda with a straight face in front of him, and the corners of the young 'psychic' mouth curled.

"You really don't want to marry?"

"Don't marry."

"Really not married?"

"Don't marry."

"Will you change your mind?"

"If you say you don't marry, you won't marry, and if you die, you won't marry."

"Thank you so much, thank you very much."

Arthur had an extra smile on his face.

"What are you thanking me for?"

Malinda grimaced and frowned.

"Not only do I want to thank you, but I also want to thank God."

Arthur shrugged his shoulders and put his hands behind his head.

Malinda's azure eyes sank slightly.

"Are you sick?"

"Ah, yes, yes, I'm sick, and I'm still terminally ill."

Arthur nodded in acknowledgement.

"Suspicious of what?"

"I've always suspected that you're going to like me and marry me, so I've been scared to death—and I've had nightmares lately, now? That's great! ”

Arthur cheered.

Malinda's fists clenched instantly.

"What are you kidding!"

As she spoke, the lady threw a bunch of things in front of Arthur.

Arthur squinted slightly, looking at these things, full of surprise and said-

"Is this a prayer?"

(End of chapter)