Luigi spread open his palm, revealing a strangely shaped fruit. It looked like an apple with a pointed bottom, but its skin was covered in spiraling patterns.
Angel was no stranger to this fruit. It was one of the fake goods Parrot sold.
Its name was: Pointed Fruit.
It was the fruit of a sacred tree cultivated by the Pointed Ones Tribe of the Druna Plane. Eating a Pointed Fruit granted unimaginable power.
Different Pointed Fruits bestowed different abilities, and the Pointed Fruit sold by Parrot had been cultivated by the Beast-Speech Prophet of the Hundred Beasts Tribe.
Its effect was not particularly remarkable among Pointed Fruits, but at this very moment, it was a perfect fit—it allowed beasts that could not speak to gain the ability to talk.
Nakbi had not learned to speak? No problem. Give it a Pointed Fruit, and its vocal impediment would be broken.
Angel froze for a moment, then asked curiously, "Did you buy this specifically for Nakbi...?"
Luigi wagged a finger from side to side. "No, Parrot gave it to me voluntarily after learning that I was buying Nakbi."
Luigi showed it off rather proudly.
A gift? Angel considered it from Parrot's perspective and more or less understood his reasoning.
Parrot's appeal was to leave the Mirror Realm, and at present, the only ones who could help him were Luigi and the others. Even though they had signed a contract, variables would always remain before they actually left the Mirror Realm.
Especially for someone as calculating as Parrot, who never hesitated to view human nature through the darkest possible lens. He was deeply afraid that some unforeseen variable would arise and make their side go back on their word.
To reassure them, Parrot thought it perfectly normal to bleed a little. Besides, he