Near Mether, elegant tables and chairs had been arranged beneath a noble-style canopy. Two trees had even been planted beside Mether, with a swing hanging between them and swaying in the wind.
All of this had been left behind by Yurika.
After Yurika left, these decorations remained here.
Now, Angel and Sanders sat facing each other there.
The news Sanders had brought back was fairly encouraging. Although he had not found a magic-pattern hide scroll that could increase the luck attribute, he had found a rare magic material exceptionally suited to nourishing the physical body, and it did not conflict with Life-Nourishing Water.
There were still several difficulties in resolving Jon's problem—for instance, Abyssal Inscriptions were hard to find, and they lacked the necessary manpower.
Therefore, before they could resolve the issue completely, the key was to nourish Jon's body as much as possible.
Finding a gentle magic material that did not conflict with Life-Nourishing Water was indeed rather good news.
Sanders paused. "Besides that, I received some news concerning you."
"Concerning me?" Angel was not particularly surprised. Now that "Firefly Capital Night Talk" had been released, there should be quite a few people interested in him.
This level of attention might continue for quite some time. Perhaps only once Lord Monchi confirmed that the demon god's true spirit had fallen would the fervor die down. But for it to truly fade into silence, there was likely still a long wait ahead.
"It came from within the Frost Moon Alliance." Sanders took a magazine from the button on his sleeve and handed it to Angel. "See for yourself."
"'Record of Wilderness Expeditions Across Boundless Planes.'" Angel read the title aloud. "I remember this being a periodical. It shouldn't be publication time yet, should it?"
"Like this issue of 'Firefly Capital