My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1351 - 509: Protector_1

Chapter 1351: Chapter 509: Protector_1

The National Master set down her teaware and sank into deep thought where she knelt. Flames rose in the clay furnace, and bubbles gurgled in the kettle, wafting white steam like clouds and mist in front of the National Master. Her beautiful face seemed to be veiled by a light gauze.

Moments later, she took out a gold-etched folding fan from her sleeve, gracefully opening it to cover the lower half of her face. Only a pair of eyes as deep as a secluded pool could be seen, gazing at Master Bertram: "Is Master Bertram not afraid that I will blackmail you with this matter in the future? Since Master Bertram dares not take action personally, there must be a reason for your hesitation."

"I trust in the National Master’s character."

Of course, this was merely a grand and noble pretext. When Owen Bertram considered this possibility, he proposed the cooperation with the National Master after thorough consideration from various aspects.

Firstly, it was a way to establish mutual trust with the National Master and the fastest method to do so. Only after that would it be possible to advance the negotiations for Sang Island’s allegiance.

However, if the National Master truly wanted to blackmail Master Bertram with this matter, she would not be able to. What could she do? Announce to the whole world that Master Bertram was a regicide? No matter how eloquently she spoke, how could the people of the world believe her? Sang Island and the Eastern Land were in an antagonistic relationship; Master Bertram only needed to accuse the National Master of slander to wash away the suspicion. Moreover, the Horizon Bureau was in Master Bertram’s control, and the National Master had no way of letting this "rumor" spread throughout the world.

What Master Bertram was really concerned about were Abner Lane and Adonis Dunn, who would think that this was a scheme to sow discord by the National Master.

As for whether this news would leave a thorn in Abner Lane’s and Adonis Dunn’s hearts—the thorn, even if there was one, would eventually dissolve as Master Bertram continued to serve the Fifth Prince, and the Eastern Land completely conquered the Red Clan Barbarian Continent.

In the end, Master Bertram needed this "shield" only out of respect for Master Dunn and the friendship with Abner Lane, not wanting the two to feel unsettled. After Master Bertram’s Second Mini-world, neither Adonis Dunn nor Abner Lane could balance Master Bertram’s power.

At the same time, it was also a test for the National Master. If she could keep the secret as agreed, she would be a suitable partner for further cooperation.

Besides, there was a crucial factor: the National Master had the Divine Beast Black Tortoise by her side, suitable for taking action in the Doomful Mountain and Sea.

Although Brother could also do it, Master Bertram had gradually begun to reveal Brother to the world; therefore, he was not fit for this task.

The National Master remained indifferent to Master Bertram’s "praise" and continued to ask: "Why did you agree to this bold plan of Master Bertram for the emperor’s removal, seeing that I, as the National Master, have no such demand, as I am in harmony with His Majesty the King?"

Master Bertram sneered, "The National Master underestimates me. If the National Master wants Sang Island to submit to the Eastern Land and avoid the disaster of extinction, the biggest obstacle is the King. As for the so-called harmony between monarch and minister...haha, the King has always wanted to make the National Master his queen; how can the National Master still talk about ’harmony’ when aiming to become the mother of a nation?"

As the intelligence network on Sang Island hosted by Jone had matured, Master Bertram had a clear grasp of all the inside stories of the island.

The National Master continued, "Who will take action first? The National Master or Master Bertram? Or shall we act together?"

"Naturally, it will be the National Master who takes action first," said Master Bertram. "The National Master wants to incorporate Sang Island into the Eastern Land and expects me to treat the subjects of both countries equally. Some sincerity has to be shown."

When the emperor first intended to tour the realm, he squeezed and exploited the people, extorting excessive taxes to build the Flying Carriage Palaces. Master Bertram already wanted to kill him for this, but his strength was insufficient at the time, so he had to plot with cunning. But now, the time has come. The appearance of Joanna only confirmed Master Bertram’s determination; keeping such an emperor was like harboring a timed bomb.

With the fan covering her face, the National Master asked further: "How could I trust Master Bertram? It might be a trap. Once I kill the emperor in the Doomful Mountain and Sea, I will be punished by the heavens after leaving the Extinction Domain! If Master Bertram and Abner Lane lay an ambush outside, I will die at your hands, leaving Sang Island leaderless and ripe for your taking."

Master Bertram shook his head, "Your Excellency, you are overthinking it. As a seasoned Seventh-Level expert, your vision and experience far surpass that of my peers. To ambush and kill you or continue cooperating with you, I think it would be easy to make the right choice

I cannot quell the National Master’s suspicions. No matter how much I guarantee, it would lack persuasive power. I can only ask the National Master to judge for herself whether she wishes to trust me."

The National Master fell silent for a moment, playing with the folding fan in her fingers: "When does Master Bertram plan to take action?"

"Please wait for my message, National Master."

After Master Bertram left, the little Black Tortoise crawled out of the National Master’s sleeve unhurriedly. It climbed onto the table, glanced disdainfully at Master Bertram’s used teacup, and then stretched its neck to drink from the National Master’s teacup.

Slurp, slurp—

The National Master smiled.

Little Black Tortoise asked, "Do you trust him?"

"I have some understanding of the situation in the Eastern Land; his elaborate arrangement for this should only be for the sake of sparing Abner Lane and Adonis Dunn of inner turmoil.

The help they provided him wasn’t that great, only making them aware of each other’s kindness. His repayment over the years was far beyond that."