They all call me Great Master-Chapter 547 - 544: The Spirit Medium’s Death Warrior!

Those who were already under the "Sound of Death" and bewitched as fugitives and desperados, upon seeing Arthur in his "Monarch's Presence," did not hesitate and all knelt on one knee.

They fervently looked at Arthur.

It seemed that in that moment, they had found their ultimate purpose in life.

They intended to...

Fight to the death under the command of this great man before them!

Even the twelve who had just managed to control their desires now had fanaticism flickering in their eyes.

'Is this the power of the Golden Lion Family's bloodline?

I wonder which is stronger, the "Monarch's Presence" or the "Lion Group"?

Broadly speaking, the "Monarch's Presence," probably being unrestricted, is stronger...

Indeed, my family needs me to save them!' thought Arthur, as his gaze shifted to Little Lisop and the cavalry of South Town.

At this moment, Little Lisop was the most devout and fervent of all.

To Little Lisop, Arthur was already the Kind Father.

Any change in the Kind Father was still the Kind Father.

Even if the Kind Father displayed a monarch's demeanor, it was only natural.

This only made Little Lisop respect and adore Arthur even more.

As for the cavalry?

Already full of respect for Arthur, they were now wholly committed to following him.

Bob was the only exception!

Bob watched Arthur dumbfoundedly; this veteran seemed to be back on the battlefield once again, seeing the young Duke of the Inner Bay, witnessing how he calmly faced the Musketeer Squad of the West Coast, winning them over with just a smile, a look, and a word.

So similar!

Too similar!

Not just the scenario.

The appearance was very much alike as well.

Blond hair, golden eyes.

In every action, he resembled a lion surveying his hunting ground.

Bob fell into a bit of confusion.

How could Arthur possibly have the Golden Lion Family's bloodline?

That shouldn't be!

Seeing Bob's confusion, Arthur realized that now was not the time for explanations, as the "Sound of Death's" bewitchment coupled with the "Bloodline Seal's" "Lionheart King's Monarch's Presence" reacted subtly together.

Arthur had anticipated this.

But it wasn't enough!

Still not enough!

Not perfect enough!

Arthur activated the "Twisted Legacy" within the "Bloodline Seal."

In an instant, Arthur's figure became imposingly large in everyone's view.

Like a mountain range, as vast as the heavens.

And his voice sounded like thunder—

"I, Arthur Kredos, assure you, your loyalty will not be betrayed by me!

So...

Are you willing to fight for me?"

Thunder roared, the words piercing the heart.

Another inquiry.

The same question as before.

But now, there was no contempt, no disdain, no arrogance.

There was only resolve.

There was only fervor.

"Willing!"

"Willing!"

"Willing!"

One cry after another erupted from these fugitives and desperados, and even the cavalry of South Town soon joined in; soon after, these shouts became uniform, leaving only—

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

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Arthur scanned the surroundings, the frenzy in the eyes around him almost tangible. He knew the time was nearly right. He walked up to his death warriors, untied each of their ropes, and without any hesitation, patted their dirty, muddy shoulders gently as he whispered—

"Thank you for joining!

After you consume the potion, you must pull through!

I am here, waiting for you."

In an extreme state of frenzy, the muscles of the fugitives and desperados tensed, tears brimming in their eyes.

Every time Arthur spoke softly, they answered loudly.

"I will definitely pull through!"

Especially the initially restrained twelve, who at this moment shouted fervently.

"My lord, rest assured, even if I fall into the abyss, I will climb out and stand before you again."

Restraint seemed like accumulation.

Once forsaken, it was like a dam being destroyed.

The momentum was astonishing.

And unstoppable.

Optimized Death Soldier Potions were handed out by Bob, taken from the potion case on the side of the saddle, and given to these fugitives and desperados.

For each optimized Death Soldier Potion that was handed out, a strange feeling intensified in Bob's heart.

It wasn't reluctance.

After his decision, Bob was fully committed to serving Arthur.

But seeing the fervent faces and the determination in the eyes of these fugitives and desperados, Bob was still extremely surprised.

Bob had consumed the Death Soldier Potion more than once.

And more than once, he had seen others consume the Death Soldier Potion.

Most people were timid when facing death.

Even those friends of his who had survived consuming the Death Soldier Potion once spoke of their past experience with fear.

It was subtle and faint.

But it definitely existed.

But these people before him.

No fear at all!

Not even a trace of fear!

All they had was…

Longing!

Yes, it was longing!

Subconsciously, Bob looked towards the central figure among the crowd.

'They are all longing to fight to the death under Arthur's command!

And me?

Where is my enlightenment?

Can I do the same?'

The 'Sound of Death's' bewitchment.

The 'Bloodline Seal's' Lionheart King's Presence.

The 'Bloodline Seal's' Twisted Legacy.

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Combined with some past words of his old friend Malz, even Bob, a veteran of the battlefield, had his mentality completely transformed at this moment.

It was a fundamental change.

When the distribution of the optimized Death Soldier Potions was finished, and Bob humbly retreated with Little Lisop and others outside the woods, Arthur noticed this change.

Arthur marveled at this transformation.

Marveling at the 'Sound of Death's' bewitchment, the 'Bloodline Seal's' Lionheart King's Presence, and the effect of the Twisted Legacy.

Then, suddenly, a thought intensely pierced into Arthur's mind.

'Being able to affect those with spirituality, isn't this just like the Lion Group?

And with the Death Poetry Society's activities in Inner Bay, and some collaboration with the Old Lion, could the Lion Group be a product of Bloodline plus the Death Poetry Society's secret technique, the 'Sound of Death'?

The many restrictions of the Lion Group, could they be because the secret techniques obtained from the Death Poetry Society are incomplete?

And to get the complete secret techniques of the Death Poetry Society, is that why the Old Lion condones the Death Poetry Society?

Furthermore, could the internal conflict of the Death Poetry Society be related to the Golden Lion Family?'

One conjecture after another appeared in Arthur's mind.

But on the surface, Arthur remained composed.

With a steadfast gaze, he encouraged the fugitives and desperados before him.

Encouraged thus, the group of fifty fugitives and desperados, without hesitation, uncorked the bottles and downed the optimized Death Soldier Potions in one go.