Chapter 176: The Blind Woman's Flower
At the Golden Palace, five pairs of eyes stared at the yellow-haired boy who had been appointed as Number One.
Jade stood up with a sly smile. "Then, next is me, right? I found two of Mister One's herbs."
Jade picked up two flowers and pulled them out of his stomach.
Jade showed the first flower, a deep red flower. Blood was coughing up blood, and black leaves surrounded the wounds along the flower.
The flower itself was a circle. "This is the Red Woman of Worship flower, a level four flower."
Jade summoned something from his stomach. "Next is the Blind Woman."
A pitch-black flower with a single eye and a single black leaf.
A single leaf covered the flower's eye.
The leaf covered the eye, and the eye was closed, as if it didn't want to see people.
"A level five magical flower. I don't know what to do, but at least... Mister One, would you like something in an equal exchange?
Rindel smiled. "That sounds interesting. Alright then. What kind of potion would you like to give me? And what kind of potion would you like?"
Rindel placed his hands on the table, examining the two flowers. "In my opinion, are you in trouble? Tell me. Whatever you want in exchange for these two flowers, if I can do it, I'll try."
Jade nodded. "It's not that difficult. I just need to quickly replenish my energy. Let's get to the point."
Rindel placed his hand on his chin. "Please."
Jade glanced at Seraph, then looked back at Rindel. "I'd like a potion to restore my soul. If possible, something related to the element of earth. Can you do that?"
Rindel began to think. "That's it. I understand, Mister Fire. You're injured in battle, and your soul is broken." A living being.
From what? If it's demonic, it's probably easy to find. But if it's a spirit, from a magical weapon,
Making something like this is possible. But there's one thing I need to warn you about.
Jade nodded. "I know that already. You're worthy of being Mr. One. Your analytical skills are truly terrifying."
Rindel smiled slightly at the compliment. "Thank you for that."
"Increasing the spirit power of a spirit-dominated magical item requires an equivalent exchange.
The higher the level, the more spirit power is required. Is that what you're trying to say?"
"I've used it. But from the looks of it, if you know this much, it doesn't mean I need to create a high-level restorative potion. It's something of equal value.
The two things you've given me, or do you want me to create something from them? The answer to the question, what do you think?"
Rindel looked at the two flowers.
Jade nodded. "The first is to ask. I'd like you to create something from the Blind Maiden Flower.
Rindel analyzed the flower with eyes, which were being obscured by black leaves.
"This? Level five? I don't think I have the ability to create a level five flower right now."
Jade stared at the Blind Maiden Flower.
"Mr. One, do you know what you'd like me to create?"
"Of course. According to the records of the creation of numerous potions,
Blind Maiden Flowers, when made into potions, something happens.
Blind Maiden Potion. When people drink potions made from blind maidens,
people around them, when they look at the man in front of them, will obey him, enchanted by the charm of the dancing, captivated maiden who drinks this."
Jade nodded. "Yes, I'd like you to create this. It takes as long as you want. The fee is this."
Rinde turned to the red flower. "The fee is the Sacred Maiden Flower. It's a pretty high fee. I wonder why you'd want to use this. But whatever."
The two reached an agreement. And start a discussion about training methods.
Seraph sat quietly for a while The meeting ended.
One by one, people began to disappear, until only Seraph remained.
Seraph returned from the Golden Palace, a pitch-black place, accompanied by the roar of Thorem's horse.
A loud bang, thud, thud.
Seraph hugged Thorem, looking around, still in complete darkness.
Seraph saw trees glowing indigo.
Leaves were glowing blue in the darkness.
The wind blew, and Seraph's hair fluttered in the wind.
Along with the jostling of his body on the horse's back.
Seraph released his hold on Thorem, pulling him away with both hands.
[It's time to escape this horse. Have a safe trip. I'll leave you some food.]
Seraph prepared to fly away.
Ahead, there was a large wall, but it wasn't a wall. It was a row of roots.
Creating a path, blocking the road.
Thorem shot up into the sky, leaping over the barrier. Boom! Whoosh!
Thorem lowered his head. A bright blue tree extended from the top of the horse's head.
It was just the right size for the seraph's face, which was about to collide.
The seraph saw a blue light, made of wood, floating in front of him.
"Who turned on the light?"
The seraph, who had been standing straight, was struck square in the face by a wooden stick. BOOM!
With the seraph's leap, the seraph collided with the tree and was knocked unconscious.
The seraph's nose was bleeding slightly.
The seraph jumped to the ground. BOOM!
The seraph began to run forward.
The sound of footsteps crashing down, thump, thump, thump, thump.
The seraph ran, with the seraph unconscious from dodging.
The seraph lay with his mouth open, staring at the sky. Luckily, he accidentally grabbed the seraph's rope, preventing him from dismounting.
The running sound continued.
The seraph ran faster.
The sound of the seraph chasing the horse began to come from behind.
Behind the horse, the demons that hunted at night began to chase after the horse.
Each one thought horse meat would be delicious.
The sound of running was heard, chasing at high speed.
But the horse was much faster, making it very easy to shake off the demon.
After a while, the demons began to give up on chasing the horse.
The horse continued to run forward, unstoppable.
The sound of the ground thumping was loud, accompanied by the horse's movement.
Dodge the trees.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.
As time passed, and it was almost dawn, the horse's speed began to slow as it reached its maximum speed.
Ahead of the horse, a man stood up, calm and composed, his entire body covered in black.
The man in black looked towards the tree with
a bonfire in the center.
The man in black turned to look at the horse because of the loud running sound.
Thump, thump, thump.
The man in black drew his sword, his expression stern. "Don't come any closer!"