Chapter 417: You Don’t Have the Qualifications to Be the Master
Would you dare to bet? Spring was daring! There were only two possible outcomes! Either King Ron was not dead and Sean was bragging and lying, in which case Spring could rightfully torture Sean to vent her hatred! Or King Ron was really dead and had been killed by Sean. In that case, the family’s great vengeance had been reported and Sean was indeed Spring’s benefactor. As she had said before, Spring would rather be an ox or a horse for her benefactor and kowtow to him. She did not care! So no matter whether it was true or false, for Spring, it was a win!
“Be good, Phyllis!” Sean handed Phyllis over to Julia and urged, “Dad has something to do and will be gone for a while. Let Aunt Xian keep you and Mom company, okay?”
“Okay!” Phyllis nodded very sensibly.
Then Sean signaled to Julia and the others before leaping up and leaving with Spring!
Sandals said, “I’ll see you out!” Among them, only Sandals could control the Sword of God to a certain extent. To leave the mountain, they had to borrow the rich aura of the Sword of God to activate the Giant Spirit Formation at the peak of Hill of Swords, which operated the huge rock like an elevator.
Was King Ron really dead? Where Spring was going, what news would she hear from Ernest Mason and the others?
Winter and the remaining dozens of women in white stood there silently watching Sean, Sandals and Spring pass through the waterfall into the underground passage. Their fists were tightly clenched and their hearts were in their throats. Their expressions were extremely solemn! Whether King Ron was dead or alive was of vital importance to them!
Tim Lewis and the others were as calm as dogs. They glanced at those women in white and thought to themselves, you ungrateful girls, how dare you doubt Mr. Mason’s abilities? You’ve offended Mr. Mason, so get ready to kneel and apologize…
At that time, outside of Hill of Swords, Ernest Mason led the descendants of the ten major families of Swordland to completely search the eighty-one caves in Hill of Swords. Due to the shaking of Hill of Swords, some of the caves were already damaged, but fortunately, the aura in the caves had not disappeared and was still very rich at the ends.
This made Ernest Mason and the others secretly breathe a sigh of relief! As long as the aura was still there, it was fine!
As for Hill of Swords Saint Marie… They had shouted for a long time at the end of the passage towards the peak of Hill of Swords, but had not received any response from Spring. Spring was gone, and Sean was gone with her!
“Could it be that the two of them perished together?” Trevor Mason frowned.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s hearts thudded!
Previously, it was Hill of Swords Saint Marie who had gathered the ten major families of Swordland and proposed the establishment of the Hall of Swords, recruiting troops and expanding their forces. And now, if Hill of Swords Saint Marie really perished together with Sean, then…
Damn! Ernest Mason unconsciously thought, the Harris family is already finished, insignificant. If Hill of Swords Saint Marie dies again, who other than me can take the master’s seat of the Hall of Swords?
Thinking of this, Ernest Mason suddenly became excited. To become the master of the Hall of Swords meant completely controlling the entire Swordland. It also meant completely controlling this Hill of Swords before him. The power and benefits were self-evident!
This was exactly what Ernest Mason wanted most!
Good! Dead! So good! Dead so well! Overjoyed, Ernest Mason almost wanted to laugh out loud to the sky, but seeing the surrounding Complete Stage old fellows, he suppressed his excitement, lightly coughed, and pretended to have a solemn expression. In a deep voice he said, “This is a major event concerning not only the future of our ten families, but also the fate of the entire Swordland. We must not take it lightly!”
“So!”
“I’ll have to trouble you to let the disciples of your families search the caves of Hill of Swords carefully again, especially the thirty-six caves on the fourth layer above. General Wolf Sean and Saint Marie are gone, which is fine. But Sean’s friends and the people from the Taylor family and Smith family have disappeared with them. There must be something suspicious!”
“Perhaps!”
“There are still many secrets we didn’t know before in this Hill of Swords!”
If the disappearance of Hill of Swords Saint Marie and General Wolf Sean was due to their mutual destruction, then what about Tim Lewis and the others? What about Howard Taylor and the others? What about Karen Smith and the others?
At that time, Ernest Mason and the others were on the gray platform at the foot of Hill of Swords. They could confirm that those people had entered the caves and never came out again!
Where did they go?
Clearly, the mysterious disappearance of those people aroused Ernest Mason’s great interest in the interior of Hill of Swords!
Little did he know that although the mechanisms and traps in the caves of Hill of Swords were built by the ancestors of Ernest Mason and the others, their purpose in building them was only to prevent outsiders from intruding and to trap to death any outsiders who forced their way in!
However, whether it was Ernest Mason and the others, or their ancestors, they only knew of the existence of those mechanisms and traps, but did not know that the caves they had excavated in Hill of Swords with great effort had long been connected by Sandals and others to the interior space of the mountain. By activating the mechanisms and traps, they could directly pull those trapped in the caves into the interior space of the mountain!
“Alright!”
“We’ll go arrange it now!”
“Let’s go!”
The surrounding Complete Stage old fellows looked at each other, naturally understanding the subtext in Ernest Mason’s words. So without any hesitation, they nodded, then turned and left!
For this pilgrimage to Hill of Swords, the ten families had brought more than a hundred descendants in total. But even so, to check every cave and repair those damaged by the shaking took a whole afternoon!
Until… the sun set in the west!
“Ernest!”
Ernest Mason was waiting in the rest area at the foot of Hill of Swords. With hurried footsteps, Trevor Mason strode in, shook his head gloomily as soon as he entered and said, “Damn it! Really freaking weird!”
“We couldn’t find anything wrong in any of the caves in Hill of Swords. Those people just evaporated into thin air!”
Then the other Complete Stage old fellows also came back one after another, and their findings were the same as Trevor Mason’s!
Nothing!
“This is… weird indeed…” Ernest Mason frowned and gnashed his teeth, “It seems there really are ghosts in Hill of Swords!”
“In the past!”
“We have always held Hill of Swords in awe. We didn’t dare go to the peak of Hill of Swords. We didn’t dare dig more than a hundred meters up for fear of offending the gods and bringing disaster upon the entire Swordland!”
“But now!”
“Saint Marie is most likely dead. And strange things happened in the caves of Hill of Swords. As descendants of the gods and guardians of Swordland, we must get to the bottom of this!”
Yes! Get to the bottom of it!
Hill of Swords itself was a huge treasure trove. All that aura came from inside Hill of Swords. If they could find out what was inside Hill of Swords, there would definitely be unexpected huge gains!
“This is…” Those Complete Stage old fellows hesitated.
However, before they could make a decision, Ernest Mason changed the subject and said, “As for establishing the Hall of Swords, I’ve already made it public this morning, so it’s hard to take it back!”
“Even if Saint Marie is dead, it would be for our Swordland!”
“I think!”
“We the living have a responsibility and obligation to fulfill Saint Marie’s last wish, implement the Hall of Swords, and elect a master to lead the ten families of Swordland and protect the people of Swordland. We should also take the lead in investigating Hill of Swords…”
With these words, Ernest Mason spoke righteously and sonorously!
Upon hearing this, everyone was startled!
Those Complete Stage old fellows were all sly old foxes who had seen it all. Hearing Ernest Mason’s words, they naturally immediately understood that all that crap about Saint Marie’s last wish and protecting the people of Swordland was nothing more than Ernest Mason wanting to become the helmsman of the entire Swordland!
They saw through his ambition clearly!
However, in terms of family power, among the ten major families of Swordland, the Mason family was undisputedly first. If they insisted on establishing the Hall of Swords and electing a master from everyone, Ernest Mason was indeed the most suitable candidate!
So!
After hesitating for a moment, someone immediately said, “Mr. Mason is absolutely right. The capital is in chaos now, King Ron is dead, and war with the North Kingdom is inevitable. This is a time of great turmoil. If Swordland wants a place in this chaotic world, we can’t remain fragmented. We must unite!”
“So establishing the Hall of Swords is timely!”
“As for the master’s position…”
“Hehe!”
“Mr. Mason is resourceful and scheming. He is the obvious choice. I vote for Mr. Mason…”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
Damn! Hearing this, everyone looked over at that person. Ernest Mason and Trevor Mason were naturally delighted, while the other old fellows’ faces turned black and the veins on their foreheads throbbed violently with the urge to rush over and beat the guy!
Bastard! Bootlicker!
He was rushing to ingratiate himself with Ernest Mason, completely shameless!
“I also agree to continue establishing the Hall of Swords and for Mr. Mason to serve as master!”
“Me too!”
“I also vote for Mr. Mason!”
With someone taking the lead, several old fellows who were usually closer to Ernest Mason immediately stood out to show their support, unanimously endorsing Ernest Mason to become the master of the Hall of Swords!
This was damn awkward!
Originally, some of them harbored ambitions for the master’s position just like Ernest Mason. But faced with this one-sided situation, they were in despair. The trend was irreversible. If anyone dared to stand out and object now, they would undoubtedly become a target of public criticism!
So!
“Then we’ll have to rely on Master Mason from now on!”
They chickened out directly!
All of them chickened out, calling Ernest Mason “Master Mason” without even waiting for him to agree!
Seeing this, Ernest Mason was immediately elated!
Damn!
After planning for so many years, today, at this moment, the thing he had been longing for was finally about to happen! Hill of Swords! Swordland! They were finally about to fall into my, Ernest Mason’s, hands!
Hahahaha!
Normally, when others nominate Ernest Mason as the master of the Hall of Swords, he would pretend to decline modestly. But now, overwhelmed with excitement, Ernest didn’t even want to pretend. He took a deep breath and directly said, “Thank you all for your favor. You think highly of me.”
“Since!”
“You all hope for me to steer the overall situation, then I will humbly obey. This master’s position…”
“I’ll take it!”
“Please rest assured, as the master of the Hall of Swords, I promise I will…”
Just as Ernest Mason was overjoyed, just as he was halfway through his words, just as those Complete Stage old fellows harbored their own agendas, a woman’s voice came from the air, interrupting Ernest Mason’s words!
“Want to take the seat of the Hall of Swords’ master? Become the master of the Hall of Swords?”
“Hmph!”
“You don’t even have that qualification yet!”
The voice was icy cold! Wrapped in Bright Energy, it pierced eardrums like thunder!
In an instant!
Everyone was stunned, their expressions changed drastically, and their hearts throbbed violently. Their ears twitched and they naturally recognized that voice as none other than Hill of Swords Saint Marie, whom they had wrongly assumed perished together with Sean!
Saint Marie was… she was actually still alive? She didn’t die?
Damn!