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!"

The Marquess of West Berlin had high hopes for his Swordsmanship Chief.


Not only was Sweat young and exceptionally talented, with strength that had already reached the Ascend Step, but what was more important was loyalty!


Sweat had an incomparable loyalty to him, to the West Berlin Family.


Therefore, Sweat was one of the most important tools he had left for his daughter.


He believed that it would take only about 10 years for Sweat to touch the threshold of 'Ascend Step,' and by that time, his daughter would also be starting to take over the West Berlin Family.


And when Sweat truly became an 'Ascend Steper,' his daughter would also be able to truly control the West Berlin Family.


Then, Sweat would be his daughter's right-hand man, as well as a 'known card' laid out on the table for the West Berlin Family—well-known to everyone, yet feared.


Any attack against the West Berlin Family would first target this card, and then his daughter!


Chapter 700 - Chapter 697: Fangs I