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While contemplating, Leyton turned his head to look at Klein, who was shrouded in Gray Fog at the very top, and said, "Respected Mr. Fool, I might have a battle in the next few days. I might ask for your help then to create a thunderstorm suitable for battle for me."
"Hmm, if the battle takes an unexpected turn, perhaps an extremely high-temperature battlefield will also be needed."
Klein looked at Leyton in surprise. His previous words were mainly for The Sun to hear. A struggle between demigods? And he needs a battlefield advantage? Do you want to fight a group by yourself?
After muttering to himself for a few moments, Klein maintained a calm demeanor and spoke in a leisurely voice, "You may. Just chant my name when the time comes."
"What kind of battle? Mr. Tower, do you need help?"
After hearing Mr. Fool's affirmative reply, The Sun Derrick asked with great concern.
Leyton shook his head slightly and chuckled, "I am not alone; I don't need any more additional help."
"Our discussion will end here. You don't need to rush to find your Chief for now. I will give you a few prepared food items later, which will make it more credible."
"No problem."
The Sun Derrick nodded repeatedly. He was very curious about what Mr. Tower's food was like. It must be more abundant than what we have in the City of Silver.
Leyton turned to look at Klein at the very top, his gaze subtly shifting as he opened his mouth and silently said, "Wait a moment."
Crimson light surged, slightly dazzling, and Leyton noticed that The Sun's figure next to him had already disappeared.
Klein dispersed the Gray Fog that enveloped him. He looked at Leyton in confusion, "Do you have anything else? Do you want to continue researching that crown?"
"No." Leyton shook his head slightly, "Can you use abilities from the Marauder pathway through this Gray Fog?"
"The Marauder's abilities?"
Klein mused for a moment, then closed his eyes and performed a simple divination.
Soon, he reopened his eyes and shook his head slightly, "No, if I had the corresponding items, I should be able to use related abilities through this Gray Fog."
Hearing this answer, Leyton was not too disappointed. He had already guessed this, as Klein had not truly mastered Sefirah Castle yet.
Leaning back against the chair, he began to explain his purpose, "I plan to separate out Leyton's identity and transfer the Reader Pathway characteristics within me to it."
"That fast? When I become a demigod, and my control over this place deepens, perhaps I can do it."
Klein asked in confusion. The other party had mentioned this plan to him before, but at that time, he hadn't seemed so urgent.
Leyton gave a helpless smile, "I need to stay in the Southern Continent for a long time, and I don't have suitable subordinates, so I can only find a way to squeeze my own clone."
"It's not a big problem. I'll contact Pallez after a while. By then, his condition will have recovered somewhat, and stealing the characteristics from my body shouldn't be an issue."
"Pallez? Is he an Angel of the Marauder pathway?"
Klein asked with some curiosity.
"That's right, a Sequence 1 of the Marauder pathway, being hunted by Amon. He is currently parasitic on Leonard, barely surviving."
Klein was briefly silent. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. Even a Sequence 1 Angel can only barely survive under Amon's pursuit? Then what about me, who is also targeted by Amon...
Seeing that Klein didn't speak anymore, Leyton directly changed the topic, "I am currently in the White Whale Sea, some distance from shore. The variety of food might not be enough. If it's convenient for you now, you can help me replenish some."
Recalling that the variety of food in the White Agate's restaurant was quite complete, and there were many kinds of drinks, after all, it was a passenger ship that docked every two or three days.
Klein nodded lightly, "No problem."
"Oh, and don't teach Bugs Bunny any strange things. I have a pirate over there who's almost exploded with anger because of it. He even dreams of eating rabbits now."
City of Silver.
Derrick, who had finished his private conversation, woke up from his bed. He waited in his room for a while with a nervous heart.
After about twenty frequent flashes of lightning, a dense Gray Fog surged before his eyes. The majestic figure seated on a high-backed chair appeared in his vision, and the voice of Mr. Fool echoed in his ears:
"You can prepare the ritual for the bestowal."
Derrick immediately got up. He rubbed his fingers, lit the already placed candles, dripped essential oil and hydrosol into the candlelight, took two steps back, and began to chant the prayer:
"The Fool who does not belong to this era; the Mysterious Ruler above the Gray Fog; the King of Yellow and Black Who Wields Good Luck."
"Your faithful servant implores your gaze;
Implores your bestowal;
Implores you to open the door to your kingdom."
As the incantation finished, a faint creaking sound seemed to echo in his ears. A phantom Door opened, and grayish-white mist surged out from it. Then, he saw various oddly shaped and colored food items fall out from the phantom Door.
Derrick hurriedly ended the ritual, bent down to pick up the packaged food items, and placed them on a wooden table nearby.
Besides the food, there were also several strange liquids in glass bottles, some deep red, some orange-yellow, and some colors he couldn't name.
Are these Mr. Tower's food? How should I eat these? ...Derrick was momentarily at a loss.
The next moment, grayish-white mist suddenly surged before his eyes, and crimson light surged like a tide, forming a series of images.
It was a man with singed yellow eyebrows and deep blue eyes. His expression seemed somewhat unwilling as he opened all the boxed food items one by one and tasted each of them.
Is he a believer of Mr. Fool? Is this to show me how to open and eat these foods?
"Thank you, great Mr. Fool!"
After the images in his eyes disappeared, Derrick's voice, full of excitement and piety, thanked Mr. Fool.
He found a rope, tied all the food together, and carried the strange bottles of liquid, referred to as juice and wine, in a beast-skin bag to the Round Tower where the Chief of City of Silver resided.
Derrick, carrying a pile of strange things never before seen in the City of Silver, was strictly inspected several times by the guards at the Round Tower Bottom. Finally, a figure shrouded in dark shadows appeared, and only then did the guards allow Derrick to pass.
At the top of the Round Tower, in the Chief's room.
Derrick laid out all the food on the ground one by one. He turned to look at the Chief of City of Silver, Colin Iliad, who had graying hair, prominent nasolabial folds, and some deep or distorted old scars remaining on his cheeks.
He swallowed, constantly organizing his words in his mind, and after a slight pause, he spoke, "Your Excellency Chief, a member of the gathering wants to exchange for the Druid and Classical Alchemist potion formulas."
"He proposed to exchange them for their normal food from the outside world and help us develop crops that can adapt to the City of Silver's environment. These are some of the prepared food items he sent over."
"If we agree to the trade, he will exchange them for equivalent grain later."
A complex dark green symbol appeared in both of Chief Colin Iliad's eyes.
After Derrick finished explaining the details of the trade, he nodded lightly, "Do you know the specific value of the potion formulas to them, and what kind of value the grain he mentioned has?"
Derrick shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"However, I can ask other different members about the corresponding prices and then make a comparison."
Chief Colin neither agreed nor disagreed. He nodded lightly, the complex dark green symbols in his eyes disappeared, and then his gaze passed over Derrick, looking towards the shadow behind him, and said, "Inform Elder Lovia and the other Elders remaining in the City of Silver to come over."
Derrick was stunned for a moment. He thought the Chief was speaking to him and was about to respond when he heard a low voice from behind him, "Okay."
Derrick waited for a while in the Chief's room with a nervous heart.
Soon, all the Elders of the City of Silver's Council of Six who were not on exploration missions arrived.
At Colin's signal, Derrick once again recounted the matter of exchanging potion formulas for food.
A woman in a black robe with purple patterns, with a beautiful and graceful appearance, walked to the floor where the food was placed after Derrick finished speaking.
She casually picked up a food item from the ground and somewhat unskillfully opened the lid.
First, she closed her eyes and carefully sensed it, then broke off a section of her finger and threw the bloody finger into the meal box. After a period of flesh Creep, she took out the finger, pressed it back on, and the broken wound healed quickly, her hand returning to its complete state.
After doing all this, she turned to look at the other Elders behind her and nodded lightly, "No problem, at least I can't detect any."
After Colin nodded lightly, he turned to look at the others, pondering as he spoke, "Hmm, does anyone else want to inspect it?"
The other Elders exchanged glances and each went up to pick up a food item to inspect, but more out of curiosity about the so-called normal food, something they had never seen or even imagined before.
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