The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

He focused intently on 'preference for gold, gemstones, and meat filled with 'spirituality''!


"Pan, unless I give the order, you absolutely must not eat humans!"


The little kitty licking the gold coin looked puzzled.


It seemed to be asking why it should eat human.


But Arthur, who was in tune with the kitten's thoughts, could clearly sense Pendragon's eagerness to try — basically, "Hey, this looks edible, maybe I should take a bite, if it's not tasty I'll spit it out."


With a low shout, Pendragon became a cat ball flying towards the wall.


And Pendragon adjusted his posture even faster than before.


The way he glided around the bend before landing smoothly looked incomparably slick.


However, unlike before, in the next moment, Pendragon was picked up by the scruff of the neck by Arthur's fate.


"Pan, experience a game Dad just developed—


Chapter 627 - Chapter 624: Boarding the Ship!