They all call me Great Master-Chapter 679 - 676: Shamelessness Leads to Mutual Victory!
The Marquess of Seberlin adjusted his emotions, and the smile on his face became even more genuine.
"Kledos, what do you think of Catherine?"
The host of Seberlin pointed downward as he spoke.
In the dense woods on the shore of Xilongde, Catherine, covered in mud and vomiting blood, forcefully endured.
At once, the host of Seberlin felt a bit embarrassed.
"After Catherine is cleaned up, she is still quite beautiful, and as for the pollution on her body, as long as you, Kledos, eliminate the remnants of the Curse, some Secret Medicine can completely eradicate it.
Moreover, Catherine has been receiving noble etiquette and education since she was young.
She can not only quickly produce offspring but also knows how to manage things.
Of course, her dowry is sufficiently generous," explained the host of Seberlin.
And the embarrassment on his face turned into expectancy—a very smooth transition, but Arthur could tell that whether it was the previous embarrassment or the current expectancy, the other party was intentionally showing it.
Simply put, the other party was acting.
All for the sake of freeloading!
Upon this, Arthur secretly curled the corner of his mouth.
'You really are blind at heart!' the young 'Spirit Medium' assessed.
It is rare to have it all in this world.
Because...
Most people still value their dignity.
Those who value their faces always have to sacrifice something necessary to maintain their dignity. Thus, those who value their faces not only have a hard life themselves but also make it difficult for their families.
But those without shame, after giving up their dignity, can gain something necessary.
The former merely exist.
And the latter?
They live better.
The former curses the latter, wishing them a miserable death.
However, in reality, it is mostly the former who end up dead in the wilderness.
While the latter get grand funerals.
As for the judgement of the Divine Spirits?
The former beg desperately, yet destiny remains elusive.
The latter, enshrined in golden temples, suddenly have deep connections with the law.
Is it ridiculous?
Somewhat ridiculous.
But this is life on earth; this is the life that is glossed over on earth, where the latter, bound by various clauses, look down on the struggling former from above.
Then, they raise a glass together.
The taste is sweet.
The posture is elegant.
After all, it is brewed from the flesh and blood of the former.
After all, it is cast from the skin of the former.
Arthur was once such a latter—a transformation from a struggling former to an upper-class latter, so during that period, Arthur was shameless.
And he lost friends.
Arthur did not care.
Because friends themselves are also a trap set by the latter for the former.
Until one night, the hunger in his belly inexplicably led him to a barbecue stall.
The stall was set up on the side of the road, with only three tables, one occupied by people eating edamame and peanuts, smoking, and clamoring, '0:1? They scored? Impossible!'
The owner, drinking beer and grilling skewers, occasionally said, 'Told you to buy less, buy less, see you got conned.'
But what caught Arthur's attention was a chubby man under the downwind part of the skewer rack.
This guy was taking deep breaths in the smoky fire.
Every now and then, he choked and coughed, but with each deep breath, his face showed satisfaction.
Arthur thought the chubby guy was a modestly dressed beggar.
And that day, Arthur was in a good mood.
So, he gave the chubby man a meal of barbecue.
The chubby man teared up with gratitude and began to 'pay' with words.
Essentially saying: I'm not eating your food for free, I'll give you some advice in exchange.
This kind of person was indeed annoying.
Had it been any other time, Arthur would have already taught this fat man a lesson not to spout nonsense anymore.
But that day, a good mood had softened Arthur's heart.
Then, Arthur seemed to see the deep disappointment in the eyes of the fat man.
Afterward, Arthur confirmed this.
The fat man frankly admitted that last summer, his friend's friend had slapped someone hard, and he had to pay the other party 50,000.
The fat man was a bit envious, always wanting someone to slap him too.
He really deserved it, so cheap.
For some reason, Arthur suddenly went with the flow and asked, "What would you do if you had money?"
Have a meal.
The fat man answered without hesitation.
Then what?
Arthur asked again.
Have a better meal.
The fat man's response confirmed to Arthur that this was a gluttonous and greedy person, yet not very smart. If he were smart, he wouldn't be without any private funds, kicked out by his wife for a nighttime run due to high blood sugar, yet he found himself deeply inhaling next to a barbecue stall.
Such a person, naturally, had no prospects.
But such a person, nevertheless, had friends.
A bunch of similarly miserable friends.
Arthur judged it to be the poor banding together for warmth.
Three people going out, couldn't scrape together 100 yuan, and at the last moment, they still had to ask their wives for 200 yuan to settle the bill. They were indeed losers.
The joy of the losers was cheap.
But, Arthur enjoyed watching.
Especially after Arthur expressed his willingness to pay, the fat man became Arthur's close friend.
Arthur thought he was paying for happiness, at least the fat man really could talk a good talk.
About this, Arthur did not hide. After about four or five seconds of silence, the fat man spoke softly and delicately, "Welcome Lord to play~"
The intentionally effeminate tone convinced Arthur that this fat man was an epitome of shamelessness.
But this fat man seldom had a win-win situation.
Even, he couldn't manage to win even once.
Clearly without shame, the fat man often failed time and again.
Each time, the fat man would assertively say, "I just wasn't serious. If I were, I would have succeeded long ago."
But once, the fat man drank too much and, holding Arthur, sobbed loudly, "I'm poor, ugly, and old, I also really want to succeed, I want to eat delicacies, drink spicy, live in a big house, have cats and dogs, and be the center of attention, but why do I fail every time, and fail so silently!"
After sobering up, the fat man denied these words.
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He denied ever crying as well.
Arthur didn't care about these.
But now looking at the Marquess of West Berlin, he suddenly realized why the fat man had not succeeded; he was simply too proud.
Like selling one's daughter, the fat man would probably starve to death before doing such a thing.
Yet the Marquess of West Berlin seemed natural about it.
'Indeed the fate of a loser.'
Arthur evaluated the fat man, his gaze then turned towards the Marquess of West Berlin in front of him.
The host of West Berlin, seeing Arthur not answering for a long time, seemed to have misunderstood something and immediately began speaking—
"Um, Catherine is a bit capricious, lacking a big-picture view.
But Jacqueline is different.
Jacqueline not only has an outstanding big-picture view but is also intelligent, sensible, and more gentle and considerate than Catherine.
If she joins the Kledos Family with Catherine, I think it would be appropriate.
Also, I am willing to open the West Berlin Family's library.
Even secret techniques like 'Iron Blood Mutual Killing' or 'Array of Cannons,' you, Kledos, can browse at will."
The Marquess of West Berlin began to raise the stakes.
Not to mention throwing out his twin daughters.
He even threw out secret and core mystical arts.
Arthur was certainly tempted by the West Berlin Family's mystical arts, but what Arthur sought was even more.
So, Arthur turned cold, and he said word by word,
"I have someone I love.
My child will also be born soon."
Having said that, Arthur subconsciously looked towards the direction of South Los.
This scene slightly startled the Marquess of West Berlin.
But soon, the Marquess of West Berlin smiled and said—
"Then Kledos, would you like to have two more lovers?"
