“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, “Go on, why are you looking for

was one of East Borough’s informants and

can share all the things you’ve seen in the day with her, and she can tell you about the trivial things that happened in your house, and

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

bring back, and I’ve seen through the farce. If I could bring home twenty soli a week, I’m sure my family would

he’ll beat me up and make a ruckus, so if that’s the case, I might as well use the soli and the pence on me to trade for drinks. No one cares how much I

incorrigible believer of the Lord of Storms.

minding what she said. “I haven’t worked in almost three days, so I’m not going to give you

short, disheveled blond hair and handed him the portrait of Lanevus

this man. Find him

different portraits of

piece of paper in his stupor and glanced at it before tsking. “He looks too ordinary, and there are so many people in East Borough. There are people who die

eye out. Notify me immediately if you find anyone who looks like him.” Xio took out a five-soli bill and handed it to him. “Here’s some beer money. If you

pounds?” Williams whistled. “Xio, when did you become so generous? Or is this

clues.” Xio pretended to look around the pub and answered, “Don’t forget about this matter, I’ll come

nearly half of East Borough and issued the mission to

succeeds, I’ll earn it all back. All those profits! Xio silently cheered herself on

turned chaotic due to

in exasperation, then

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

advance to Sheriff… Xio sighed,

the long trip to St. George Borough which was like another city altogether to show some concern for his

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

line with Klein’s impression of

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

he was the inventor

term “bicycle” and intend

Klein didn’t care.

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

collected the information on the abject nobles so quickly? Still in thought, Klein prepared to enter the living room and head to

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

would like to invite you to a Sunday luncheon. There will be a lot of neighbors attending,” the maid said as if she was reciting

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