Chapter 1219 Changing the Goal

In the Fog Sea, which hadn’t been engulfed by war, the Future slowly began to sail towards the Berserk Sea amidst a convoy of ships.

Admiral of Stars Cattleya hadn’t had much to do recently. All she had to do was wait for the Moses Ascetic Order to respond to her request. As she strolled the deck, she enjoyed the sunlight that shone through the thin mist.

With a sweep of her gaze, she saw Frank Lee.

This first mate of the Future, the second most important person of the Star Pirates, was wearing light blue pants and a white shirt with the top two buttons unbuttoned, revealing thick brown chest hair. He was like a humanoid giant bear.

He stood at the bow of the boat, looking into the distance. It was unknown what he was thinking, but he looked rather down.

Cattleya involuntarily slowed down a little as she turned to enter the cabin.

“Captain!” Frank noticed her and looked over with anticipation, as though he was waiting for this Admiral of Stars to answer his questions.

Cattleya’s figure paused as she adjusted the heavy glasses on her nose and asked in a seemingly casual manner, “What are you stumped with?”

Frank thought about how to phrase his question and replied in a serious manner, “I’m reevaluating the inventions and creations I’ve created over the years.”

“…What are your thoughts?” Cattleya asked cooperatively.

Frank nodded and said in distress, “There are too many matters I need to reflect on.

“The most important thing is that the things I’ve created are still missing the most important thing.”

Cattleya was puzzled, but she didn’t wish to ask further. In the end, she still held onto the thought of taking responsibility for all the crew members on the Future. She deliberated and said, “What is it?”

Frank’s expression instantly turned solemn.

“They all lack souls!”

“It’s a good thing that malt, grapes, and mushrooms don’t have souls…” Cattleya subconsciously advised before saying, “This isn’t something you can dabble in right now. You’re only a Sequence 5 Druid.”

Frank’s eyes lit up when he heard that as he blurted out, “I’ve got it!”

Cattleya frowned indiscernibly.

“What… did you get?”

Frank was no longer depressed.

“I understand the problem. That is, the creations I want have exceeded the limits of a Druid’s abilities.

Druid anymore. I

of the Planter pathway, the starting point

and a demigod. She nodded gently and said, “Having a goal is a good thing, but you have to understand

wanted him to not hold

heavily after receiving her

do

to take the progress of

help you

even if she had any progress, she could inform Frank Lee that she had tried to no

as he thanked his captain from the bottom of his heart before continuing, “I’ll also write to Gehrman Sparrow and ask him

“He’s my good friend!”

know was that the letters he had written for

being delivered to Fors. Fors would then transfer it to Gehrman Sparrow or request Mr. Fool’s help

her thick glasses again and, without another word, turned and entered the

captain’s cabin. Before she could think about what had just happened, she saw a letter on the desk with

use of her Beyonder powers, she quickly walked

Bernadette. After exchanging a

free anytime, you

Sea. It hid Queen Mystic’s palace, also known

before the corners

within the

the middle-aged, gentlemanly

Nibbs say?” Emlyn controlled his emotions, trying his best

looked at Emlyn’s bright red eyes and said, “He only wanted me to tell you that the entire Sanguine race doesn’t have any excess Earl Beyonder characteristics. You can only wait for the present Earls to die of old age or accidents, leaving behind their

without a noble title, ordinary ones could live about three hundred years old. Under such circumstances, they could slowly accumulate and occupy every

wasn’t easy for ordinary ones to advance to Baron or become a Viscount. They either waited for the existing nobles to die, or they would obtain it from external sources. Otherwise, they would have to make sufficient contributions and receive

was even more difficult for a Viscount to become an Earl. This was because being a Sanguine Earl meant being a demigod, and he could easily live for more than a thousand years. Those Viscounts’ descendants had to pass generations before they

long as there was a vacancy in the Earl position, it would immediately

the Sanguine’s treasury in the form of Beyonder ingredients and Sealed Artifacts, but the numbers were few and far between. Every bestowment

was within Emlyn’s expectations. He looked at Baron

long as any Count passes away, it will be

plenty, you haven’t reached

my ranking?” Emlyn first frowned before relaxing

coughed and cleared

“Twelfth.”

not even happen when the apocalypse arrives… Since the Ancestor has given me the important task of saving the race, why didn’t “She” arrange all these matters? My Scarlet Scholar potion has been digested for months… Could it be that another test? Emlyn thought to himself silently for a few seconds before asking thoughtfully, “If I obtain an Earl’s characteristic from external sources, will the race help me prepare

and said, “Of

any longer. He left Odora’s villa and took a carriage back to his

heard from The Star

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