“Dear Mr. Fool, please tell Mr. World that I’ll try to gather the Mist Treant’s true root and juice as soon as possible.”

After receiving The Sun’s reply, Klein nodded indiscernibly and muttered to himself, “From the looks of it, he’s rather satisfied with the weapon.

“Even without the additional effects from the environment, the Axe of Hurricane is still quite a formidable weapon.”

He had passed the information regarding the Beyonder weapon’s characteristics and limitations to The Sun. He didn’t describe it directly in order to avoid sounding naggy. He needed to maintain his image.

After doing all of this, Klein didn’t stay any longer and immediately returned to the real world, changed his clothes, and left Black Palm Street.

East Borough, Dharavi Street, in a cramped but lively pub.

Xio Derecha covered her nose and mouth as she squeezed in. To her, what was bad about this place wasn’t just because it smelled of alcohol and sweat, but that she would easily encounter people much taller than she was. She had to face their armpits and the strong odor was nauseating.

Using a great deal of effort and even using the powers of an Arbiter, Xio finally squeezed her way to the bar counter and saw the man she was looking for.

It was a young man in his twenties. He had a face as long and thin as a horse. His eyebrows were messy and ferocious, but his facial features were relatively soft.

He was gulping down alcohol and laughing loudly with the patrons around him.

“Williams, I have something to talk to you about.” Xio banged on the wooden counter.

This boorish action immediately attracted many angry gazes. However, they quickly retreated under the stern gaze of an Arbiter.

“Oh, Xio, I haven’t seen you in days. Let me see, it’s been a week, no—at least three weeks. Care for a drink? Half and Half?” Williams said, half drunk and half surprised.

Half and Half was one of the most popular alcoholic beverages in East Borough, made from malt beer and fortified grape wine, and because it has precisely made up of two constituents of equal proportion, it was known as Half and Half.

“Are you really going to let me drink?” Xio pricked up her brows.

“No, he doesn’t!” the boss, who was wiping the glasses, hurriedly answered on Williams’s behalf.

He clearly remembered how deadly the girl would become when she got drunk. She would use her fists to persuade the guests to quit drinking and throw them out one by one.

spread out his hands and said,

East Borough’s informants and

warm greetings. You can share all the things you’ve seen in the day with her, and she can

East Borough, all thanks to Williams’s help, so she

money I bring back, and I’ve seen through the farce. If I could bring home twenty soli a week, I’m sure my family would be warm and just as you described it to be, but if not, Lord, the screams and insults from the woman, the

soli and the pence on me to trade for drinks. No one cares how much I earn here; everyone drinks and chats, and the mood is really good. If I want women, there

the Lord of Storms. One day, you’ll die from alcoholism or

Williams replied without minding what she said. “I haven’t worked in almost

disheveled blond hair and handed him the

out for this man.

different portraits of

and there are so many people in East Borough. There are

find anyone who looks like him.” Xio took out a five-soli bill and handed it

“Xio, when did you become so generous? Or is this person

reward is worth. Ten pounds for providing clues.” Xio pretended to look around the pub and answered, “Don’t forget about this matter, I’ll come back in

mission to the gang leaders and informants she knew, and she had paid several pounds in

succeeds, I’ll earn it all back. All those profits! Xio silently cheered herself on and walked out of the pub with

gradually turned chaotic due

glanced over in exasperation, then raised her voice and shouted,

and it was as though the drunkards had met their nemesis as they hurriedly sat down. Some of them even hugged their heads and squatted

to Sheriff… Xio

Thursday morning, Klein took the long trip to St. George Borough which was like another city altogether to show some concern for his

his last tip and the revelation from Roselle’s manuscript, Leppard was progressing very quickly on the bicycle project and had already built

in line with Klein’s impression of

a few suggestions for improvements, saying he would disburse the second investment payment next week, and expressed his hope of bringing in new investors as soon as possible, so that the project could enter

only problem was that Leppard believed that he was the inventor and

the term “bicycle” and intend to adopt the

Klein didn’t care.

noon, he returned to 15 Minsk Street, but before he could take

so quickly? Still in thought, Klein prepared to enter the living room and head to the second

moment he heard the doorbell and when he opened the door, he saw Julianne, the maid from

luncheon. There will be a lot of neighbors attending,” the maid

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