Chapter 90

In addition to having the ability to fulfill the wishes of others and oneself, it can also make various crops grow on your territory, and there is a chance that these crops will undergo benign mutations.

This is a treasure that every farmer dreams of.

EX-level Special Reward: [Skyflint Seed] - Support from the September Archon, Celestial Flint.

[The Holy Grail's Favor]—The attention from the Holy Grail, who will be in July Archon.

[The Scarred Father's Promise]—A reward from the Scar Father who February Archon.

However, the effects of these rewards have not yet been revealed.

The above basic rewards are applicable across all Lostbelt.

Hebe sat silently in front of the computer and clicked confirm.

The cobalt blue starlight flashed and disappeared.

Hebe's body then fell backward, landing on the bed covered with soft, thick blankets.

After a long while, she finally exhaled and covered her eyes with her arm.

137 What kind of canned food?

When Hebe opened her eyes, she was full of energy and enthusiasm again.

It's time to conduct an experiment and see the value of these findings.

First, there are the fox tail and ears, which Hebe jokingly calls the "Fox Spirit Set".

Although its effects are weaker than in Lostbelt, in the current world where everyone is generally weak, "Foxfire" and "Change" are still considered extremely powerful.

Although it is not as versatile as "Illusion," the charm of the "Fox Spirit Set" does not lie in that.

Its key feature is that it can directly elevate Hebe to daylight in the present world.

Even in the Lostbelt, daylight is a mainstay on the battlefield, let alone in the present world where it is suppressed by the entire Celestial Flint.

As the pinnacle that apprentices in the modern world can reach, aside from lifespan, as long as one doesn't do anything reckless, one can say that there is no danger to one's life.

In the past, Hebe wouldn't have been in a hurry to advance in the present world, but now Eris has stepped out from behind the scenes.

Of course, Hebe wasn't particularly worried.

Even Eris, who was quasi-ruler, could only elevate Andon to the level of daylight in the present world.

—Tian Celestial Flint's suppression of the present world is impeccable.

However, Hebe was not willing to hastily advance along a certain path.

The reason is simple: she knew that in addition to the seven principles, there was another Secret History Principle. And her "Secret History Simulator" was undoubtedly closely related to this principle.

If given the choice, Hebe would undoubtedly choose to follow the path of the Secret History Principle.

At this time, the "Fox Spirit Set" appearing as equipment was truly a godsend.

But then again, could this set of equipment have been looted from her own body...? Several hellish jokes flashed through Hebe's mind in an instant, but in the end, she obediently put on the tail and ears.

She snapped her fingers, and a bluish-green foxfire flashed from her fingertips, nimbly transforming into various shapes in the air.

Then the air distorted slightly, Hebe disappeared, replaced by a large fox crouching on the ground.

"Waaaaah?"

Hebe tried to speak, but only a soft, sweet cry came out.

She silently canceled the transformation and activated "Cover"—her fluffy tail gradually disappeared, transforming into a golden belt in the eyes of onlookers; while the ears on her head became a rather stylish pair of headphones.

"Instead of calling it concealment, it should be called mimicry..." Hebe complained.

She then went to her desk, unscrewed her pen, and wrote a few words in Egypt Sacred Script on a piece of white paper.

Using Egypt script to write Higashi talismans seems rather incongruous, yet a dazzling golden light rises from the paper. A talisman capable of Spirit Exorcism is thus completed.

It looks a bit too casual.

Hebe tried writing the talisman in mid-air, which worked as well, but was faster, though shorter in duration and less effective.

She quickly understood the mystery: the priests of Inari Grand Shrine were essentially borrowing power from Higher Existence by writing incantations.

This process is very complicated. Usually, eight out of ten talismans will be discarded for various reasons, and the power that can be extracted is not much, and the time that can be preserved is also very short.

Normally, talismans drawn by the Chief Priest himself can only be preserved for no more than a month.

"But as the pinnacle of the Higashi's Shinto System, writing talismans is like giving myself a report." Hebe stared at his fingertips. "This talisman I wrote casually can last for about a year."

Although the talisman's effectiveness will be reduced, its advantage lies in its flexibility—as long as the disguise is well-chosen, it can even borrow power from the slain wolf.

"Hey, my document writing skills are sure to bring a unique surprise to Canlang."

The thought of being able to exploit the power of the wrathful wolf for free made Hebe hum a little tune with delight.

Almost every other reward is also very useful—except for the blessing of the Holy Grail.

"Iced Cola is out of the question, and the flavor is random..." Hebe hugged his tail, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

She remembered her past life, when she saw Cherry Cola, "Buffett's favorite," at the school store.

Back then, she was young and naive. After running 600 meters, she angrily spent a huge sum of five yuan to buy a bottle.

Even after so much time has passed, Hebe still remembers that indescribable sweetness.

Of course, this wasn't the only flavor Hebe found unpleasant—because she later tried Vanilla Cola.

Putting aside the taste, this blessing is quite interesting, with a kind of charm Gacha Pull... wait, Gacha Pull?

Hebe bit her thumbnail, her face hesitant as she reached into her pocket.

Immediately, I felt a chill on the outside of my thigh, and a heavy can appeared in my hand.

Hebe took it out and her eyes widened.

"They even Laoshan Cola?!"

She picked up the can of soda from Cathay and her face turned ugly again.

This cola tastes like ginger...

Hebe looked at it again and again, but ultimately didn't have the courage to open it.

She picked up the Coke and walked out of the Silent Bookstore.

Hebe descended the Grand Spiral Staircase from the third floor, passed through the White Foyer adorned with statues and paintings, turned left into the Colonnaded Courtyard, and arrived at the high point of the Wanghai Cliff, gazing at the howling sea breeze and tides in the distance.

She still remembered that at the very end of the Eastern Lostbelt, she mustered up the courage to tell Miss A-Long where she was.

Looking back now, I still feel a little uneasy.

Hebe chuckled self-deprecatingly and sat down on the Emerald Grassland.

In the Lostbelt, she always has to risk her life to secure a better future.

Whether it's the general, Arthur, the Royal Sister, or Nitocris... they all have something they want.

For Hebe, dealing with these people was actually more comfortable for her, since whatever they wanted, she was willing to risk her life.

In this situation, Hebe finds it difficult to enjoy emotions; she views her relationships with these people from a perspective that is sober to the point of being cruel.

In other words, she had already realized this long ago.

But A-Long was different; she had no desires.

Not only that, she also had to make sacrifices for Hebe —after learning of Hebe's "death," she rushed to Kyoto without considering the consequences.

How clumsy, yet how endearing.

It's like a Big Dog waiting for its owner to return in the rain.

In this situation, Hebe didn't know what she could offer... She was even a little uneasy deep down.

Will Miss A-Long come looking for me? Or is this just wishful thinking on my part?

For the first time, Hebe even felt a sense of gain and loss.

She gripped the Coke can tightly in her hand; the icy touch completely dispelled her inner turmoil.

A rumbling sound came from afar.

At first, Hebe thought it was thunder, but she soon realized it was the roar of a helicopter rotor.

Yes, Miss A-Long isn't the only one coming to Blankog Island.

Hebe almost forgot that she had previously employed a librarian.

Judging by the time, it should be today.

Her expression returned to calm and certainty.

Hebe put on his shoes, put one hand in his pocket, and stood on the flat Wanghai Cliff.

She held a can of Coke in her hand, gazing at the black helicopter gradually descending from the clouds.

The wind whipped her Dark Brown Coat, blowing her long, flaxen hair, tied in a ponytail, backward.

The helicopter finally landed slowly and came to a stop on Wanghai Cliff.

The roar of the rotors and the gale gradually subsided.

Toyokawa Shoko looked out from the cabin door.

The helicopter door opened.

She hesitated for a moment, but still took the first step with determination.

When Toyokawa Shoko came to Hebe, the latter handed her a can of cola that was no longer cold.

Welcome to Blanckug.

138 New official takes office

On the helicopter, Toyokawa Shoko had already learned about her destination and what she was going to do.

Blanckug is a Limestone Island that has stood since ancient times. It belongs to Cornwall in Albion, but its status is more like that of a dominion.

Blankog Island cannot be found on the map.

Without a specially made Invitation Letter, even crossing the Grey Fog at sea would be extremely difficult.

Ancient and primitive customs still prevail in Blanckug today—for example, all apprentices on the island who work in mining and metal smelting must gather to celebrate the arrival of spring.

Above these customs are the laws promulgated by the Lord of Blankog.

For the residents who were unaware of the truth, the "Lord of Blankog" was, for a long time, the librarian of the Silent Bookstore, and when the librarian was not in office, the Island Council exercise power.

Of course, both the administrators and the council members knew that they were merely stewards who acted on behalf of the true lord when he was not present.

Toyokawa Shoko already knew these "common sense" facts.

Most of the administrators before her lived relatively carefree and leisurely lives, but such comfort was certainly not something she could afford.

When Toyokawa Shoko accepted the can of ginger-flavored room-temperature cola, she even shrugged her shoulders somewhat awkwardly, like a small animal forced into a new cage.

"Thanks."

The girl with beautiful long blue hair bowed and thanked him, pursing her lips as she tried to make her manners appear perfect.

However, Hebe did not make any special remarks about her etiquette.

Lord of Blankog walked over and patted the helicopter.

The helicopter roared twice happily, then turned on its lights again to indicate that it was about to take off.

Hebe nodded, then stepped back a few paces, letting the helicopter go to the helipad on its own.

This helicopter does not require a pilot; instead, it is operated by Living Spirit known as "Soul of the Dead." These spirits can move freely among metal and Mechanical Device, controlling and activating them.

Legend has it that the first Soul of the Dead came from the creation of the Celestial Flint, hence they were born to be lovers of metal and close friends of machinery.

The Soul of the Dead inside the helicopter were much younger.

An administrator created it and commanded it to operate ships and airships to welcome and send off important guests to the Silent Bookstore.

Of course, this helicopter was not a product of Silent Bookstore, but rather the private plane of the Toyokawa Family.