They all call me Great Master - Chapter 712 - 709 Words of the Snake III

... a nearby cushion—filled with sponge and goose feathers and placed on a large armchair; the natural curve of the chair instantly provided a comfortable support.

Never doubt a noble's luxuries.

With power and money in their grasp, a noble's pleasures are always beyond a commoner's imagination.

Just like this cushion, even if Arthur had the money, he wouldn't buy it.

Instead of leaning on it, he'd rather turn it into gold and taste that instead.

Of course, n ...