They all call me Great Master-Chapter 748 - 745 Red Knights IV

Carrots and sticks, the tried and true method to train a donkey.

Similarly, this was also effective with humans.

In fact, it worked even better on humans than on donkeys.

Because—

Most people were not as stubborn as donkeys, yet they were smarter.

Arthur knew this early on during his time at the orphanage.

The caregivers would reward well-behaved children with a piece of candy for napping on time, but noisy children received neither candy nor a slap on the wrist.

Arthur, of course, was well-behaved and often considered a good child.

So, he would take his naps obediently but would start a discussion beforehand to keep the excitable children arguing among themselves.

Then, he would reap a dozen or so pieces of candy.

Arthur would save half of them to savor the sweetness.

And the other half?

He naturally gave those to the children who were slapped on the wrist, earning their genuine defense and ensuring that he was always in a convenient position.

However, river pirates and naive children were not the same.

Children, once they felt and knew pain, remembered it.

River pirates?

They would never remember without experiencing a soul-searing agony.

Oh, Arthur was clever!

To ensure that Hazlitt had a good memory, the young Southern Lost Spirit Medium allowed Hazlitt to experience absolute pain—

[Name: Blood of the Night]

[Type: Jewel]

[Quality: Hero]

[Attributes: 1. Absorption; 2. Vitality]

[Requirements: None]

[Remarks: In the Holy Era, the Blood Duke personally crafted this prop for his thirteen descendants, hoping they could rely on it to evade the pursuit of The Holy Court. However, the young Bloodline Clan didn't see it that way; they saw it as a means to establish their merit and honor. In the following century, within the territories directly governed by The Holy Court, they initiated numerous 'bloody tides'...]

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[Absorption: Within a 2000-meter radius with the bead holder at the center, creatures with a physique lower than 1 will have their fresh blood absorbed. Moreover, as the radius is decreased, the physique threshold increases. When targeting a single creature, a physique and spirituality roll of 10 is required to evade absorption. Only if both rolls are successful, can one escape the absorption]

[Vitality: The absorbed fresh blood is converted into pure vitality, healing injuries or nourishing the bead holder's physique. Current Vitality Value: 1024]

（Note 1: Using Absorption and Vitality consumes physical strength, and even with vitality replenishment, it will not cure the sense of fatigue—any spiritually endowed person can use this prop, but it only manifests its true power in the hands of the Blood Descendants. They can use stored vitality to counteract the physical strength they should consume, significantly reduce fatigue, greatly enhance absorption rate, and interrupt absorption or vitality at any time.）

（Note 2: During Absorption, the target will experience immense pain.）

（Note 3: The full blood of an adult can be converted into 4-5 points of vitality.） freewēbnoveℓ.com

（Note 4: The upper limit of vitality value is 99999.）

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This Treasure Bead was incidentally obtained from Delpock at Port Doldot.

Naturally, it became one of the staple props of the Blood Descendants.

Arthur didn't want to refrain from using it.

The Vitality trait of the [Blood of the Night] bead was something Arthur coveted greatly.

With this bead in possession, it was akin to having several extra lives.

But with the Lady of Sorrow around, Arthur had to be cautious—at least until her death, he needed to maintain a clear distinction from the Blood Descendants.

But it wouldn't be long now.

Arthur estimated that the time would not be extensive.

The Lady of Sorrow was not one to endure.

She would definitely seek to escape her cage as quickly as possible.

Her helpers might even be close by now.

Thinking this, Arthur controlled the Blood Descendant to look at Hazlitt, who showed signs of submission.

Having become young again and obtained a more fundamental power, the figure was born from pain and harvest into obedience—Arthur was certain that just a few more times like this, and the other party would become utterly devoted.

Unfortunately...

He didn't have the time.

But, he had a more convenient method—

"This is the advance on your reward, understand?"

Exactly the same, still so cold.

But Hazlitt didn't care anymore.

His own master was just reticent, his sparing words fostering such a tone, but his master was absolutely clear in reward and punishment.

And that was enough.

"Understood!"

This time, Hazlitt responded with conviction.

Even though, deep down, this former river pirate was still wondering what task he had to perform.

The next moment, the once river pirate saw the contract.

A contract to serve the Southern Lost Spirit Medium.

"I owe him another favor, you need to help him, to repay the favor for me—and that is the task for which you've received an advance on your reward," said the 'Blood Descendant'.

Hazlitt picked up the contract and scrutinized it carefully; upon discovering there were no excessive terms, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is my honor to serve my master," he said.

Without hesitation, Hazlitt signed his name on the document.

And just as Hazlitt signed his name, Arthur learned from the contract that this was the other party's first time signing such an agreement—this was a clause of the contract that Arthur had specifically added to avoid some loopholes.

Originally, it was for Abel.

But now, it made a lot of things easier.

At least, Arthur knew that the Hazlitt before him was more cautious than expected, having not engaged in any in-depth cooperation with the Little Lion.

'It must've been just a superficial mutual benefit partnership.

Or simply some sort of commission.'

Arthur thought to himself as he continued to control the 'Blood Descendant' and spoke.

"Once you complete the task on the contract, continue to operate in the Inland River as a 'Blood Knight'."

Hazlitt had no objections to such an order.

He had wanted to retire because he felt the marks of age forcing him into retirement.

But now?

He felt stronger than he did twenty years ago.

Under these circumstances, how could he possibly retire?

"Yes, master," he said.

Hazlitt bowed in response.

The 'Blood Descendant' nodded, glanced over Sean and Bonte, and then turned into a mist, dissipating directly within the tent—of course, the Southern Lost Spirit Medium did not forget to have the 'Blood Descendant' take the 'Bloodline Clan' props and secret technique contributed by Hazlitt.

When the 'Blood Descendant' swept his gaze over them, Sean and Bonte both felt a tightening in their hearts.

It was the psychological pressure created by a gap in strength.

However, the two qualified members of the Black Cat Faction didn't let this make them forget the most important thing.

Sean took out a Messenger Stone and handed it to Bonte—the Messenger Stone was guarded by Sean, but activating it required Bonte's 'Spirituality'.

This was a safety measure.

After all, they couldn't predict the unexpected.

Fortunately, the task was successfully completed this time.

Thinking this, Bonte didn't hesitate, he grabbed the Messenger Stone and said directly—

"It's done, boss!"