Klein let the diary he had materialized vanish, then casually tapped the edge of the table and said in an unhurried voice,
"You can begin."
Hearing Mr. Fool's words, Alger, the Hanged Man, immediately turned to Cyril.
"Do you need any valuable information from the sea?"
Cyril looked at Alger as well and asked, "What kind of information?"
Seeing the Hanged Man and Cyril already talking, Derrick, the Sun, opened his mouth, then fell silent again.
Thinking that today's gathering had already begun, he was no longer as anxious as before.
Alger noticed Derrick's reaction, but he was more concerned with his own affairs at the moment, so he paid it no further attention.
He glanced away, then considered his words before saying,
"Some more obscure information about the Pirate Kings and pirate admirals, the distribution of the various forces at sea, and clues to certain sea treasures."
When he mentioned sea treasures, he paused deliberately. His expression remained calm, but he stared unblinkingly at Cyril, observing his reaction.
The latter shook his head slightly. "Sorry, I don't need that information."
"As for clues to sea treasures, if they're genuinely useful and not too difficult or dangerous to pursue, I imagine you'd have claimed them for yourself already, wouldn't you?"
"Of course, if you have clues to sea treasures like the Ghost Empire or Lost Newins, we can make a deal."
The Hanged Man shook his head and said helplessly,
"A treasure like the Ghost Empire would be worth far more than a Wind-blessed Potion formula, even if all I had was a single clue."
Although his words sounded helpless, he was actually in a very good mood.
Cyril's reaction and answer confirmed that he hadn't obtained any information about the primeval island from Qilingus.
This was something Alger had