No wonder Mr. Sun had no way to trade in Gold Pounds or other currencies. No wonder so many monsters I had only seen in books wandered around his City of Silver. No wonder he had become a member here before even advancing to Sequence 7... Countless thoughts surged through the Hermit's mind.
If he came from the isolated Forsaken Land of the Gods, then everything made sense. And Mr. Fool possessed the ability to connect to that place... No, perhaps He had awakened there, which was why He knew "the ultimate answer to everything," including Emperor Roselle's Diary.
Even setting aside City of Silver's precious materials, merely the information that some of the creatures on that monster list still survived could be exchanged for benefits sufficient to make up for this transaction in the hands of certain people...
Suppressing her excitement, she looked at the Sun and said:
"I am willing to exchange a fruit from a Radiant Spirit Tree for this information, but how should we conduct the trade?"
Without waiting for his reply, she turned to Mr. Fool and respectfully asked:
"Will we use the methods of 'sacrifice' and 'bestowal'?"
Justice, who had been about to offer help, quietly closed her open mouth.
Heh, I'm even more certain now. She's that Pirate Admiral... The Hanged Man secretly sneered as he watched coldly. When she looked over at him in confusion, he lowered his head to hide his expression, but accidentally caught sight of the Storm priest's robe he was wearing. The smile on his face froze.
Had she already discovered my identity? No, blue-haired Sailors weren't uncommon. Many Adventurers and even pirates at sea believed in the God of Storms. She couldn't identify me based on that information alone... Alger felt some regret. Had he known a