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.

be a Druid

4 of the Planter pathway, the starting point of a

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

hold

nodded heavily after receiving

do my

Lee from acting rashly, Cattleya decided to take the progress of the matter

will help

even if she had any progress, she

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

“He’s my good friend!”

was that the letters he had written for the

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

again and, without another word, turned

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

she quickly walked over, picked up the

from Bernadette. After exchanging a few

you can come to La Cha

Cha was a rather hidden island in the Fog Sea. It hid Queen Mystic’s palace, also

few times before the corners of her mouth

Borough, within the Odora

the middle-aged, gentlemanly Sanguine

Emlyn controlled his emotions,

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

noble title, ordinary ones could live about three hundred

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.

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 could wait

this that, as long as there was a vacancy in

Viscount characteristics, they existed in the Sanguine’s treasury in the form of Beyonder ingredients and Sealed Artifacts, but the numbers were few and far between. Every bestowment had to be strictly administered. There really weren’t any spare

He looked at

words, as long as any Count

contributed plenty, you haven’t reached first place on the

my ranking?” Emlyn first frowned before relaxing his brows to prevent

coughed and cleared his

“Twelfth.”

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,

and

He left Odora’s villa and took a carriage back to

had only heard from The Star that the door had been smashed and many

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