“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.

corner of Williams’s mouth twitched as he spread out his hands and

Borough’s informants

in the day with her, and she can tell you

Backlund’s East Borough, all thanks to Williams’s

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,

me to trade for drinks. No one cares how much I

are an incorrigible believer of the Lord of Storms. One day, you’ll die from

minding what she said. “I haven’t worked in almost

and handed him the portrait of Lanevus that Audrey had given

keep an eye out for this man. Find him as soon

are different portraits of

too ordinary, and there are so many people in East Borough. There are people who die at any moment. Some leave, some come, and others become vagrants. It’ll be

looks like him.” Xio took out a five-soli bill and handed it to him. “Here’s some beer money. If you can find the

pounds?” Williams whistled. “Xio, when did you become so

worth. Ten pounds for providing clues.” Xio pretended to look around the pub and

half of East Borough and issued the mission to the gang leaders

I’ll earn it all back. All those profits! Xio silently

that moment, the scene gradually turned chaotic due to some conflict

in exasperation, then raised her voice

dominance reverberated within the pub, and it was as though the drunkards had met their nemesis

Xio sighed, feeling a mix of satisfaction and

Klein took the long trip to St. George Borough which was like

Roselle’s manuscript, Leppard was progressing very quickly on the bicycle project and had already

was very much in line with Klein’s impression

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

that he was the inventor and had the right

“bicycle” and intend to adopt

Klein didn’t care.

Street, but before he could take

so quickly? Still in thought, Klein prepared to enter the

he opened the door, he saw Julianne,

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

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